June 08, 2004 - 4:12 pm
I wrote a big fat cool entry yesterday but, of course, it was erased by the st00pid computer. Figures.
I blame the hormones running through my body to mark the end/beginning of another depo cycle�it seems that every event in my day falls into one of two categories: great and shitty. No matter what happens, I can only seem to smile and giggle, or roll my eyes and mutter "Jeebus pinned to a cheetoh, throw me a fucking bone!" and get all pissy.
The Good?
- Ran into Tyler today in the diag. He�s doing well since deboarding the good ship SSDAN and still plans to have a buffalo ranch in Montana, but will have his mom watch over it while he walks from northern Greece to Italy. I told him he should learn Kung Fu before embarking on such a journey-and carry a gun.
- Sold my Pez collection on eBay for $50. Anyone else want to help me get rid of my memories?
- Finished my time at the middle school yesterday, so I�ll now have about 6 hours of my week back to spend at work or on homework. It also means I can start running in the mornings once more, and sleep in on other days.
- Found a way to increase my SSDAN productivity. This means more money and less guilt.
The Bad?
- Finished my time at the middle school. I�m gonna miss those kids.
- A number of 20-min phone calls somehow took over my month and my cell bill is unexpectedly crying "OVERUSE" and tearing the money from my pockets mercilessly.
- My professor decided to lecture on Wordsworth yesterday, effectively throwing me into a deep depression. He used Lamartine�s "Le Lac" to make me miss people dearly. Stoopid Romantic poets. Is nothing permanent?
- I�m so very very poor.
The Ugly?
It�s ninety degrees outside, and it feels like it�s ninety-five.
In other news: Project "be more social" is succeeding/failing. Shhhh...ask no questions. Now is not the time for details.
