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i'm on emily's computer because ResNet decided to disconnect me from the network. The bastards. I had a shared printer folder... which I didn't think to look for because I don't HAVE a printer. Fucking bastards. They did it on Friday afternoon before going home. So I've been without internet all weekend. Not a terrible thing, I guess, but it would have been nice to have people to talk to when I was alone and depressed yesterday.
quick run-down: chws doctor's and counselor's appts on Friday. Scheduled new appointments with both for Monday. Valentine's Day went fairly well.
Saturday was depressed because Chuck forgot about me for a while. Then we went to Kobe and I got to drive his standard, which was fun, but it didn't revive my spirits. Permanently depressed for the rest of the day.
Before the play I called Robie to take my duty and he bitched me out and made me cry. Was in a terrible mood throughout the play, though it went really well and I think I acted well. Got compliments afterwards.
Talked to Chris about having Robie take my duty for the rest of the night so I could go to the cast party instead of being alone and depressed in my room. That talk didn't go so well, and it left me feeling like my job was on the line. WTF.
The cast party was full of drunk emotional theater people. I didn't drink anything. Went home at 3.
I'm leaving some things out, but hey. That's life.
Gotta go now... must do rounds.
quick run-down: chws doctor's and counselor's appts on Friday. Scheduled new appointments with both for Monday. Valentine's Day went fairly well.
Saturday was depressed because Chuck forgot about me for a while. Then we went to Kobe and I got to drive his standard, which was fun, but it didn't revive my spirits. Permanently depressed for the rest of the day.
Before the play I called Robie to take my duty and he bitched me out and made me cry. Was in a terrible mood throughout the play, though it went really well and I think I acted well. Got compliments afterwards.
Talked to Chris about having Robie take my duty for the rest of the night so I could go to the cast party instead of being alone and depressed in my room. That talk didn't go so well, and it left me feeling like my job was on the line. WTF.
The cast party was full of drunk emotional theater people. I didn't drink anything. Went home at 3.
I'm leaving some things out, but hey. That's life.
Gotta go now... must do rounds.