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Raylynn and I had a falling out of sorts. And I can't put my finger on why, exactly. It's not just because she came on to me when I didn't want her too, not just because I tell her things she doesn't want to hear (she has a serious drinking problem and won't get help), not just because she's Palestinian and I'm Israeli and I'm sick of getting into loud, dramatic arguments with her parents every time I come over. It was nothing and everything and she won't talk to me right now. I hate this, especially before Yom Kippur. I'm not used to this sort of drama. (A realization: I never get into fights with anyone but Michael Henry. I'm really the talk-things-out-calmly-and-hug-alot type. This is so disconcerting.)
Actually, I think this may be part of the alcoholic pre-treatment process. Does anyone know anything about this? According to my dad, I'm supposed to tell Ray she needs help, and she's supposed to alienate me. Then she's supposed to hit rock bottom, realize her life is falling apart, check into a detox center, get better, and then apologize and work things out.
(Sigh).
Other than that, things have been going incredibly well. My weekend was especially nice. I had a lot of q.b.t with saxonthebeach Saturday night and it was fantastic. I am such a fan. :) Then I got home at 5 a.m., went to sleep at 5:30, and was woken up at 7 a.m. (Yup, you read that right) by a certain 4 year-old family member who wanted me to have a bug-hunting contest with him. And even after an hour and a half of sleep, I still managed to maintain a competitive edge, and yes, my bug was definitely cooler. It was totally awesome--a sort of outdoor silverfish millipede thing. This discovery is probably one of the most exciting things that happened to me all week.
I also noticed a cortisol time/age relationship in my lab, and this was exciting, too, although not to the same extent as my silverpede (as I've called it) discovery.
Oh, and I'm an APhiO pledge now!! Yay!!
Actually, I think this may be part of the alcoholic pre-treatment process. Does anyone know anything about this? According to my dad, I'm supposed to tell Ray she needs help, and she's supposed to alienate me. Then she's supposed to hit rock bottom, realize her life is falling apart, check into a detox center, get better, and then apologize and work things out.
(Sigh).
Other than that, things have been going incredibly well. My weekend was especially nice. I had a lot of q.b.t with saxonthebeach Saturday night and it was fantastic. I am such a fan. :) Then I got home at 5 a.m., went to sleep at 5:30, and was woken up at 7 a.m. (Yup, you read that right) by a certain 4 year-old family member who wanted me to have a bug-hunting contest with him. And even after an hour and a half of sleep, I still managed to maintain a competitive edge, and yes, my bug was definitely cooler. It was totally awesome--a sort of outdoor silverfish millipede thing. This discovery is probably one of the most exciting things that happened to me all week.
I also noticed a cortisol time/age relationship in my lab, and this was exciting, too, although not to the same extent as my silverpede (as I've called it) discovery.
Oh, and I'm an APhiO pledge now!! Yay!!