{"id":254,"date":"2005-10-19T21:32:00","date_gmt":"2005-10-20T04:32:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/?p=254"},"modified":"2005-10-19T21:32:00","modified_gmt":"2005-10-20T04:32:00","slug":"254","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/2005\/10\/19\/254\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Okay, it&#8217;s late, and I&#8217;m completely agitated. The process of replacing my roof is supposed to begin too early in the morning. After 9 AM, there should be a dumpster in the driveway, which means that I&#8217;ve had to park my car on the street. It&#8217;s making me crazy to have it out there. I can&#8217;t see it without flashlighting it, and I&#8217;m overly worried about it. Logically this makes no sense. I parked my car in a parking lot the entire time I lived in Austin, but I could always see the car from the apartment. Maybe it&#8217;s not being able to see it. But the thing is I&#8217;ve parked every car in front of my parents&#8217; house, and it never bothered me. If I went to the trouble of trying to look at the window, I might be able to see it at home. But I never bothered. I guess I always feel safe at home, and I never feel completely safe anywhere else. I wish I could. I wish I could relax and be unworried.<\/p>\n<p>If the car thing isn&#8217;t enough, I have my stupid physical therapy appointment tomorrow afternoon. My stupid back. It doesn&#8217;t even hurt, and I have to go do this stuff. I want to cancel the appointment. We all know what&#8217;s wrong with me. I&#8217;m fat. Having some person I don&#8217;t know touch me and force me into mechanical torture devices isn&#8217;t going to solve the problem. I wish I could disappear and avoid this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Okay, it&#8217;s late, and I&#8217;m completely agitated. The process of replacing my roof is supposed to begin too early in the morning. After 9 AM, there should be a dumpster in the driveway, which means that I&#8217;ve had to park my car on the street. It&#8217;s making me crazy to have it out there. I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-254","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal-journal"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/sqzI8-254","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/254","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=254"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/254\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=254"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=254"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=254"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}