On friday I met my accounting department liaison somewhere far from campus so they could help save my sorry ass from flunking a course that I've actually put a considerable amount of work in but which is rigged to trick students (think I'm being melodramatic? Oh, if you only knew what I know about this prof!).
Then band practice in the evening was very good. I can't wait to find a new drummer, though. And I can't wait for exams to end so I can get some composing done. The way I've been feeling lately should be inspiring.
My friends are the fucking best.
Someday I'll get through to Mike that although we argue like a couple sometimes, I still do love him and he shouldn't worry so much about my 'thinking he's a bad guy'.
Hanging out with Bob and Wendy last night was great! I haven't been able to use my own pool due to the shit weather, but we hit Bob's swanky apartment pool and hot tub. And I think Wendy's on to something. There's a calming quality about seeing the world through your friends' eyes. I don't know about everyone else, but after a night spent with friends, I don't quite feel the pressures of my own life so heavily.
And today Iza made amazing crepes, I must've eaten over a dozen of them, with mushrooms and swiss cheese, with bananas and nutella, with blueberries and maple syrup, or with lemon and sugar. 2000 calories right there, but fucking worth it.
Tomorrow I'm going to make supper for my sister and I, the pesto pasta avocado salad. I think I'll add some tofu cooked in garlic for added protein. And then I'll hit the gym because I need to do my back so it can look as good as
this.