It's December 1941 in Casablanca. What time is it in New York?
man. what a bummer i was the other night, huh? that seems completely unnecessary. i hate it when i get really down like that. it sucks to feel that way and it sucks for everyone else. more than anything.
that night turned out alright though. my keys were locked in my car at the time that i posted the entry. so i couldn’t get to work because mom didn’t want me driving so she was all in a tizzy about bringing keys to me so i could get into my car. uuuugh. anyway. brian had called earlier in the day asking if joe and i wanted to hang out so we had him and travis over. it ended up being travis, britain, brian and i who went sledding. it was flipping amazing. literally on the flips. lol. i’d never been to quinton heights before and it turns out i was really missing out. we didn’t have an sleds so we just used a couple trashcan lids (ineffective) a laundry basket (more fun) and a drawing board (huge clipboard, AWWWWESOME!) to get down the hill. oh man. i went so fast. and it ended in a flip. there are only so many moments that make one girl realize she could die just then and it would’ve all been worth it. how many things are you willing to die during? honestly.
after sledding, we decided to crash Blake’s birthday party. basically we were gonna go and not leave until the party was ruined. but instead i socialized and we had a pretty much overrall good time but we couldn’t stay too long cos travis needed to get back to trista and i wanted to get back to joe. so we did and brian, joe, and i talked until late and then he slept over. apparently he left at 7:30 am because he was “awake” because he “doesn’t sleep.” what a freak.
sunday joe had to leave which was lame. i mean i was expecting him to go on saturday so it was great to have the extra day (saturday morning-afternoon was fantastic.. we just hung out and enjoyed the not-having-to-do-anything for school feeling. awesome.) so anyway. we knew that his dad was “coming to get him at 12:30” but we did not know if that meant that he was leaving at 12:30 or arriving at 12:30. Turns out he was arriving!! We found this out because i was walking out the door at like 12 when his brother walked up the steps. oops. awkward. luckily. it was just ben unesecorted so there wasn’t any concerning looks. i spent the evening pretty upset because like whoa. joe was gone.
today (yesterday now technically unless you’re on TV Guide time, SUCKA), i had my first followup with my psychiatrist. she’s a pretty unprofessional person. but anyway. the Rx = ADDERALL. This is the best news I’ve gotten since the wall came down. She also gave me a script for Lamictal which is a mood stabilizer. It would seem to me that at the point that i’m receiving both a mood stabilizer AND a stimulant that the diagnoses may be slightly incorrect. Who knows though. It should be alright. I’m looking forward to a sleepy next few days.
clayton came over for lunch and i cooked. delcious. we had corn + garlic bread + portobello tortelleni and pesto. i should cook more. tomorrow/today’s menu = thai experiments. green curried tofu + egg + noodles. WHAT COULD GO WRONG?! Nothing. The worst that can happen is curry.
brian called while i was hanging out with clayton and asked me if i wanted to go to the y. and i decided that a little exercise never hurt anyone so we went and played a few rounds of racquetball and some basketball. so much fun. i’m not that bad at racquetball i think. i mean, i am, and i got hammered. but i think i could be good at it or at least enjoy it. i’ve gotta quit treating it like its tennis though. ugggh. i can’t help it that i don’t want to play off the walls. lol. then we played basketball. i suck at it. and i mostly hate it. the only thing i can kind of do is play defense but given that i don’t desire to have possession of the ball.. i’m not really aggressive enough on the court. jess competition strategy: stalemate.
ohhhh wow. this has been a long entry you kids have probably had enough. for enders though we watched rounders and i again learned what i had always known: If you can’t spot the sucker in yr first thirty minutes at the table then you’re the sucker.