Here's to you Mrs. Rochester
The title is a reference to both the book Jane Eyre and the song by S&G. The misnomer is intentional.
It’s been an interesting day, young lady bugs*. I went out with Jarred McDaniel last night afterwork. We went to IHOP and I was unseasonably mean about the waitress. Well, I wasn’t mean but she kept coming to the table and I kept forgetting to look at the menu and it turned into a ruckus so finally I just said that i wanted a short stack and ended up ordering that +2 eggs which ended up being “over hard” because that was the first egg word i thought of. I think we should invent new words for eggs. like “eggs hippopotamus” which would be joe and my favorite kind of eggs because, c’mon. we love us some hippos. anyway. we were there for approx 2 hours chatting about life and catching up on all of our best stories, twas nice to see him.
I got home late. like 3:30. and started learning how to knit (a quest for knitting supplies was the second part of our journey). i can do a long tail cast on now. but that’s all. i just can’t figure out the stitching. i think it’s cos one of the steps seems to be kinda skipped in the video that she does. whaaa. so if anyone knows how to knit and wants to teach ms jess yr talents… lemme know. i’d be delighted.
i woke up at 9 because i needed to take my car in.. which reminds me that mom called me a little bitch last night. graaaah. and i don’t even know why or why i deserved it at all!! and then i hung up on her and she called back and was upset some more. but i did what i was supposed to do today so i just wish she’d apologize. turns out her friends best friend died and she had to talk to lisa who is her best-friend-turned-enemy. who is guessing that is what it is? me. that’s who. anyway. the windshield wipers got fixed for free. which is awesome, awesome news.
i got home and took my mood stabilizer. it made me sleep. for about 3 hours. in this really knocked out groggy “Whoa!” sleep. but i had a very long dream about being at this festival that was like an anniversary party for someone and it was also kind of like an independent film festival and i ate gelatin knowingly (or was about to) and pete and george were there and i think josée may have been off in the peripheral but i didn’t actually talk to her. and i defended the legitimacy of the catholic church. BIZARRE!
so i woke up and my car was done and barbi came and we went to pick up my car and then i treated her to goodcents since she drove all over topeka just to take me to my car. i also got to talk to pete this evening which is strange because i’ve talked to him twice since I left poland and this time just happened to be like the one time that i also had a dream that included him in it today. sooo strange. but i guess that’s how collective conciousness works.
i don’t think i like the new medicine. my body/brain wanted to have a manic episode on my way into work but instead it got very discouraged by the mood stabilizers and i just had a depressive episode instead. so here i am kind of sad.
i’ve had an epiphany. no, really. i don’t think i believe in the past or the future anymore. There is only right now. i’ll explain it later.
*note: lady bug is the language of the revolution. all of the men are ladies. whee.