Me: I just had the worst joke thought ever. Han Solo Dress. There needs to be a Wookie.
Friend: You’ve gone over the edge.
Me: *gigglesnort* Lack of caffeine in my life. And mania. Fuck this thyroid shit. Maybe I should take my pills.
Friend: Huh? Mania fuck this thyroid shit?
Me: It’d be cool. I’d move up so fast because everyone would be all, “Let the Wookie win!”
Me: Part of this thyroid being attacked by my immune system thing is mania. Also I’m blogging this.