My hands are warm, my feet are FREEZING and I have socks on. I'm gonna put on another pair soon. I still love Dr.Drew. The anxiety about tomorrow is setting in- about the concert. I mean, I'm excited, but I have ALOT of anxiety about not making it to the bathroom- or having to go and not having a bathroom available. My parents are driving me freaking insane. I'm exhausted. I haven't seen my therapist in two weeks- which I don't really mind- I hate her. Gah- I'm so tired and blah. I need drugs. Not like that though.