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I'm Not Crazy I'm Just A Little UnWell |
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has changed for the better... I really think moving to the Pacific Northwest has made me a happier person. I am going to start working on my next degree. I have to find a psycho-analyst bc part of my schooling is that I have to "work" on the "self," hence the need to find a psychiatrist and a couch somewhere in Seattle. The fact that "Frasier" was my favorite show, when it was on the air, has not fallen on unironic ears. Today consisted of me calling a possible candidate and leaving a message. When I called nobody answered and I had forgotten that today is "Veteran's Day." I thought everyone was screening their calls today, which is something I would discuss with my psycho-analyst once I got one, if it wasn't so damn funny! Anyway, that's beside the point bc I really didn't give it another thought once I recalled it was a holiday. Anyway, I took today off from work. I had back problems all weekend and my sleep cycle is "blah" but I'm back to full force and "back to the races" tomorrow. Anecdote of the day: I was at a 76 gas station getting my daily coffee when an older man, probably 76 himself said, |