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I feel pretty embarassed about my entry yesterday and generally how I reacted. That's why I hate being off my medication. My mood-swings are just too much.
Luckily today was much better. The drive home was nice because the weather was so just so good. I loaded my car down with kitchen items, cool-weather clothes, patio furniture, knitting supplies, a tent and inflateable mattress for, I hope, a few nights in the backyard before the weather gets too cool... I never really finished unpacking when I moved in. So once I got here, I unpacked what I'd left from before, did a little reorganizing, rearranged the items in my bookcase (I keep my cooler books at eye-level to impress guests, and then arrange them further to look aesthetically pleasing), and cleaned up a bit. I still have some things on the porch that haven't been unpacked because I just don't have room here. This room is so small, and I don't even have a closet!
So let me go back and write about the good things from this weekend. Pooter! He hardly left my side all weekend. I decided it was best for him to stay in Forest where he could hunt and roam freely, happily. Sahar has a cat, and Pooter just doesn't like other cats. Plus I don't want him to get hit by a car or stabbed or involved in a drive-by shooting. Richmond can be crazy. But someday soon we shall be reunited permanently and make a happy little family with Cyrus.
Rob's birthday party was fun until the politics came out. He's my oldest cousin, and he turned 30 this year. His girlfriend threw the party for him and guests were supposed to dress up as what their 5-year-old selves wanted to be when they grew up. I didn't dress up as I have no idea what I wanted to be at that age, nor did I really have anything to wear anyway. My dad came in full leather biker gear. He said he wanted to be one of the Village People. I'm not sure if he was serious or not. The music was pretty amazing (my family and Rob's friends love 80's/early 90's metal), but I lost it when my younger cousin Seth put on "Reign in Blood" and sidled up to me and made me slow dance with him to Slayer.
I really want my long hair back. I really don't like my hair right now, but I'm also in desperate need of a haircut. I also really really want to go pale pink. Or at least partially pale pink. Once I get some money I think I'll do it.
Luckily today was much better. The drive home was nice because the weather was so just so good. I loaded my car down with kitchen items, cool-weather clothes, patio furniture, knitting supplies, a tent and inflateable mattress for, I hope, a few nights in the backyard before the weather gets too cool... I never really finished unpacking when I moved in. So once I got here, I unpacked what I'd left from before, did a little reorganizing, rearranged the items in my bookcase (I keep my cooler books at eye-level to impress guests, and then arrange them further to look aesthetically pleasing), and cleaned up a bit. I still have some things on the porch that haven't been unpacked because I just don't have room here. This room is so small, and I don't even have a closet!
So let me go back and write about the good things from this weekend. Pooter! He hardly left my side all weekend. I decided it was best for him to stay in Forest where he could hunt and roam freely, happily. Sahar has a cat, and Pooter just doesn't like other cats. Plus I don't want him to get hit by a car or stabbed or involved in a drive-by shooting. Richmond can be crazy. But someday soon we shall be reunited permanently and make a happy little family with Cyrus.
Rob's birthday party was fun until the politics came out. He's my oldest cousin, and he turned 30 this year. His girlfriend threw the party for him and guests were supposed to dress up as what their 5-year-old selves wanted to be when they grew up. I didn't dress up as I have no idea what I wanted to be at that age, nor did I really have anything to wear anyway. My dad came in full leather biker gear. He said he wanted to be one of the Village People. I'm not sure if he was serious or not. The music was pretty amazing (my family and Rob's friends love 80's/early 90's metal), but I lost it when my younger cousin Seth put on "Reign in Blood" and sidled up to me and made me slow dance with him to Slayer.
I really want my long hair back. I really don't like my hair right now, but I'm also in desperate need of a haircut. I also really really want to go pale pink. Or at least partially pale pink. Once I get some money I think I'll do it.