lisa, won't you listen?
i’ve had a pretty good week. i mean, not that its hard for a week to top the one that included the funeral of a sixteen-year-old friend, but you know. it was a particularly good week.
The first thing that was grand was the 3 day weekend. i spent the first day lounging around and working and that night i went and partied with Jarred. we went to the penthouse suites (4th floor) and hung out with Marcus, Daniel, Veronica (not a drinker) and some of their other friends. I really like all of those kids and we had a good time. except they were playing afi and so jarred wanted to go. plus, trevor had called and i never see trevor. so we went to trevors house for a while. before i finally called it a night around 2.
sunday i watched talented mr. ripley with nate while it rained. that was a lot of fun. and i got to see my brother. although the little rat did give me two bruises (one on each side of my right arm) because he kept giving me dead arms. that motherfucker 🙂
tuesday night i spoke against curfews at city council. its gotten me a lot of feedback. the ordinance ended up failing 4-4 w00t w00t. but i think thats mostly cos A) the council is bad at playing politics. B) the council would’ve voted it down by that margin anway considering it was unammended. the mayor commended my excellent oratorical skills (goddammit who let a fuckin woman out of the goddamn kitchen…). lucas was there too and he was just amazing. i mean if lucas and i both agree soemthings bad i think it crests into that area of bipartisan. lol. or we’re both just young. but really i just oppose the curfew for fundamental reasons. cos it wouldn’t REALLY affect me too much. except that i may wish to aprent my own kids. or not get detained just cos i don’t have a way to prove i’m 18. bitches. but it went well. and now cjonline forums want me for the next mayor or commissioner. or president. they said they’d vote for me. but eh, i kiss girls. and when i did that i think i more or less kissed office goodbye. cos theres no fucking way i’m hiding that just to win an election.
the actual week i spent relatively depressed. i don’t know. i was kinda out of it for most of it. i felt like i was really uninvolved and that was really depressing so i rectified the situation. i am now on the columbus day and gotv committee for PISSED (on campus activist org) and i’m secretary of young democrats. i also started with the pre-law association and i’m going to help decide on which questions should be the questions for the presidential round table that’s coming up.
this = very much excitement.
friday i gave plasma and platelets. 300 ml and 4.2×10^11 respectively. man. it wasn’t that big of a deal (pheresis) it just kinda left me exhausted so i ran back to the llc and took a nap after getting some lunch in me. then i obviously forgot to drink a lot more water than usual and dehydrated. so i woke up at 6 am (skip the next part) puking it was pretty gross. like i threw up everything on my stomach which by that time was mostly coke and bile. not that theres much difference between the two. but then my urine didn’t appear to be amber colored so maybe something else happened.
OKAY YOU CAN READ AGAIN: so that was my friday afternoon. in the evening i got to formally meet my mentor for LI, he’s cool. we did the social thing for the LI and then we went to maggie moos and sat around and talked then we drove around and i read him my poetry. it seems that the li-mentor-pairing people did an awesome job this time. w00t.
as an aside, i retook the personality disorder test at 4degreez and i scored much less crazy than the last time i took it. i really think i have mellowed out by way of not being so fucking insane all the time. and once again: jess hates that girl she was a few years ago. i checked yes to the cutter box. even though i’m not a cutter cough,anymore,cough. cos self injury runs deep. and old habits die hard. also, i found it quite disturbing that there was an add for a dating company on the results page. aren’t you supposed to check your emotional baggage at the door when you start a new relationship?