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Being at the stage in my life sucks. Not so much because the overall situation is toooo depressing (even though it sometimes is)-I mean, I'm fine most of the time. The crappy part is that stupid little things that really shouldn't be too big of a deal push me over the edge to depression, and that just sucks because it makes me feel like I'm crazy for getting so upset over little things.
Kristin and I went to the mall today which was fun because I got to spend time with Kristin, even though I didn't buy anything. I was kind of in an ugly mood so all the clothes looked unappealing. Then we walked to the movies. MY GOD was it COLD. Like a couldn't feel any of my exposed body parts and I had given Kristin my scarf so that was my face and most of my neck and my hands because my gloves suck, and when we got into Loews it felt like it was scorching hot in comparison, though I did warm up uber fast. We saw Big Fish, which I wanted to see again since last time I saw it I was so tired I fell asleep for about 45 minutes somewhere in the middle and missed the cool time freezing scene. And then after that we went to that little Italian place across the way O Sole Mio and had pizza and soda and yummy fruit tart and talked unabashedly about sex to make larry as uncomfortable as possible. Hi Larry! And then I went into Waldbaums to buy condoms hehe. First of all, I had no idea which to buy size- and style-wise. But I eventually settled on ultrathin lubricated Maximums just because it seemed like the right thing to do. I mean-I don't really have to worry about them breaking or anything. The only problem was the case was locked. So I go up to this old chubby friendly-looking security guard and I say "Do you have keys?" and he's like "For what?" and I say "For the condoms." And he's like "Oh! No, sorry" and then he goes on to tell me about this store whose name I can't remember-"Yeah, you can get a pack of three for 95 cents to a dollar fifty. I mean, here it's like nine bucks for a pack of three. Go there, I mean, that's where I get mine." And I'm like "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind." And then I walk back to Larry and Kristin who are standing by the condom case trying to stifle my insane laughter and not look at the security guard as I tell them the story. And then, since I could get no condoms, I spent the rest of the night hanging on Kristin in front of the security guard just for kicks. Kristin wanted to kill me. It was a blast. And now I'm home and I'm gonna try to go to sleep, and then get up early to ride my bike to CVS to try again. Plus I need the exercise. Goodnight all, I hope I didn't gross anyone out too much ;)
Kristin and I went to the mall today which was fun because I got to spend time with Kristin, even though I didn't buy anything. I was kind of in an ugly mood so all the clothes looked unappealing. Then we walked to the movies. MY GOD was it COLD. Like a couldn't feel any of my exposed body parts and I had given Kristin my scarf so that was my face and most of my neck and my hands because my gloves suck, and when we got into Loews it felt like it was scorching hot in comparison, though I did warm up uber fast. We saw Big Fish, which I wanted to see again since last time I saw it I was so tired I fell asleep for about 45 minutes somewhere in the middle and missed the cool time freezing scene. And then after that we went to that little Italian place across the way O Sole Mio and had pizza and soda and yummy fruit tart and talked unabashedly about sex to make larry as uncomfortable as possible. Hi Larry! And then I went into Waldbaums to buy condoms hehe. First of all, I had no idea which to buy size- and style-wise. But I eventually settled on ultrathin lubricated Maximums just because it seemed like the right thing to do. I mean-I don't really have to worry about them breaking or anything. The only problem was the case was locked. So I go up to this old chubby friendly-looking security guard and I say "Do you have keys?" and he's like "For what?" and I say "For the condoms." And he's like "Oh! No, sorry" and then he goes on to tell me about this store whose name I can't remember-"Yeah, you can get a pack of three for 95 cents to a dollar fifty. I mean, here it's like nine bucks for a pack of three. Go there, I mean, that's where I get mine." And I'm like "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind." And then I walk back to Larry and Kristin who are standing by the condom case trying to stifle my insane laughter and not look at the security guard as I tell them the story. And then, since I could get no condoms, I spent the rest of the night hanging on Kristin in front of the security guard just for kicks. Kristin wanted to kill me. It was a blast. And now I'm home and I'm gonna try to go to sleep, and then get up early to ride my bike to CVS to try again. Plus I need the exercise. Goodnight all, I hope I didn't gross anyone out too much ;)