An idea that will not die
This weekend has been fun and feels like it should be over because I've slept not at all. I worked at Market all day yesterday (Good vibes? Maybe?) and went to Newport late last night with Cash, Carly, and Mike. Carly got in a fight with a bunch of 14-year-olds before we saw V for Vendetta where my ADD kicked in hardcore; I was without a doubt the most obnoxious person in that theatre. I think I've taken to reserving my laughter for the most inappropriate of moments. Some of you definitely know what I'm talking about (because you do it too, damnit!).
[An amazing little something Cash pasted together, probably when she should have been drawing. I think it sums up... everything.]
Around 2 am, Cash and I met up with Colin and Alayna at a party on Flora, they were waaaasted, as they so amazingly informed us on a 6-minute voicemail they left me while we were still in the movie. By the time we got there, Alayna's Kentucky accent was in full force and she wasn't doing so well. She had consumed half a fifth of Everclear in the past four hours. Impressive, I say. People in the other room broke out instruments and jammed for a bit while we all just hung out and talked. Those two are damn cool kids. When we finally took off, there were birds chirping outside and there was no need for street lights. I had to be at work at 7:30. Rawk.
I feel like I'm starting to cycle out of this depression again which is really relieving. Apparently there's nothing I can do when it comes to slipping back into it. She's been charting me and it's nearly every three months that someone starts to take notice of something. Like clockwork. I guess I should get used to it, because it's not like it's going away. If anything, it could and (thank you, genetics) probably will get worse. Right now, however, I like being able to view things in terms of positives :)
Anyway, Justin got the job over at Tara's coffee shop today, which makes me really happy. He came in to visit me after he went to meet Tara. I maintain that he is my little smurf. I sliced my finger at work this morning. It's pretty deep, which sucks because I haven't done that in a while and it hurts like a beeotch. It still hasn't stopped bleeding, but I figure it will eventually. Today was so.effing.long. So now it's nice to be home - where I can sleep, and shower, and sleep, and sleep... and maybe go out again around midnight and start this little cycle alllll over again.
[An amazing little something Cash pasted together, probably when she should have been drawing. I think it sums up... everything.]
Around 2 am, Cash and I met up with Colin and Alayna at a party on Flora, they were waaaasted, as they so amazingly informed us on a 6-minute voicemail they left me while we were still in the movie. By the time we got there, Alayna's Kentucky accent was in full force and she wasn't doing so well. She had consumed half a fifth of Everclear in the past four hours. Impressive, I say. People in the other room broke out instruments and jammed for a bit while we all just hung out and talked. Those two are damn cool kids. When we finally took off, there were birds chirping outside and there was no need for street lights. I had to be at work at 7:30. Rawk.
I feel like I'm starting to cycle out of this depression again which is really relieving. Apparently there's nothing I can do when it comes to slipping back into it. She's been charting me and it's nearly every three months that someone starts to take notice of something. Like clockwork. I guess I should get used to it, because it's not like it's going away. If anything, it could and (thank you, genetics) probably will get worse. Right now, however, I like being able to view things in terms of positives :)
Anyway, Justin got the job over at Tara's coffee shop today, which makes me really happy. He came in to visit me after he went to meet Tara. I maintain that he is my little smurf. I sliced my finger at work this morning. It's pretty deep, which sucks because I haven't done that in a while and it hurts like a beeotch. It still hasn't stopped bleeding, but I figure it will eventually. Today was so.effing.long. So now it's nice to be home - where I can sleep, and shower, and sleep, and sleep... and maybe go out again around midnight and start this little cycle alllll over again.