good friends, stupid doctors, and a dream
Today my psychiatrist dumped me. He wants me to see a doctor who speaks better English. I feel dejected and rejected. His English was fine--at least a Sprint 8 level. He's a coward and a fool who doesn't want a challenge. I have never had such an affront from a psychologist. He made me want to cry.
This morning (5/28) I had a dream that it snowed and it was muddy and I was wishing I had my boots.
Yesterday (5/27) I went to the GEOS festival and served drinks. It was FANTASTIC. I was smokin'. One of our students, Taka (Takahiro), who is really good and a hot-surfer guy came and then we went to dinner at the Sri Lankan restaurant that Diane and I went to. Then we spent an hour looking for a pool hall, played a game of DDR on the way, found one and had a good billiardy time. At some point I crashed his glass of Guinness to the floor with my cue stick. That was great.
On Saturday (5/26), I went to yakitori (a sort of grilled meats restaurant) with James, whom I met at my show last week (5/20). We played a game of pool and walked around Inage. He's British and makes a funny face when he smiles really big. Apparently he's all multi-media, as I will see tonight (5/28) when I check out his apartment.
I went to bed really hungry last night and I didn't want to eat this morning. I finally had a rice ball around 2:30pm. I should finish my laundry. It's just sitting there in the machine. Waiting. I went to the playground after a game of DDR and swung on the swing. It's beautiful today. But a bit cold and windy. I should do things.
Current mood (1=suicidal, 10=sublime) = 4. Bouts of anxiousness due to lack of food and excitement of social events, outbursts of energy (spent), spells of melancholy over the loss of Dr. Handa. The jerk.
This morning (5/28) I had a dream that it snowed and it was muddy and I was wishing I had my boots.
Yesterday (5/27) I went to the GEOS festival and served drinks. It was FANTASTIC. I was smokin'. One of our students, Taka (Takahiro), who is really good and a hot-surfer guy came and then we went to dinner at the Sri Lankan restaurant that Diane and I went to. Then we spent an hour looking for a pool hall, played a game of DDR on the way, found one and had a good billiardy time. At some point I crashed his glass of Guinness to the floor with my cue stick. That was great.
On Saturday (5/26), I went to yakitori (a sort of grilled meats restaurant) with James, whom I met at my show last week (5/20). We played a game of pool and walked around Inage. He's British and makes a funny face when he smiles really big. Apparently he's all multi-media, as I will see tonight (5/28) when I check out his apartment.
I went to bed really hungry last night and I didn't want to eat this morning. I finally had a rice ball around 2:30pm. I should finish my laundry. It's just sitting there in the machine. Waiting. I went to the playground after a game of DDR and swung on the swing. It's beautiful today. But a bit cold and windy. I should do things.
Current mood (1=suicidal, 10=sublime) = 4. Bouts of anxiousness due to lack of food and excitement of social events, outbursts of energy (spent), spells of melancholy over the loss of Dr. Handa. The jerk.