it occurred to me that, if someone stumbled across this blog without knowing me, that person might be inclined to believe that i’m an unreasonably misanthropic, hostile person.
well, i
am misanthropic and hostile, but not always, and certainly not without reason!
…
i took up knitting last week, mainly because i made a joke about how i should. it’s actually not all that hard. and it’s kinda fun. i’m making a tote bag. i’m told that my new hobby is both trendy and gay. well, screw you, hatas; you’ll be shivering in the cold chicago winter and
i’ll have scarves aplenty!
put in a call last week to the U of C hospitals psych department, to try and get myself a counselor who’ll be covered by insurance, so i can see if i can shake off this creeping malaise. i was told to expect a callback “early” this week to schedule an appointment. fortunately, my primary care physician informed me (while referring me) that they never actually call people back and i’ll have to call them back; he says it’s their weed-out process. way to be asshats, psych! i did enjoy the initial phone consultation, though, wherein they wanted to know if i had immediate plans to harm myself or others (…because i would admit to them it if i did?), and if i wanted therapy or drugs (which i suppose is at least good for seeing who’s full of shit).
i wore a skirt to work today, along with
cute shoes. those of you who work with me will recognize this as the event that it is. it was a skirt day! and you can’t wear a skirt without cute shoes (even if they are beat-to-hell blue lo-top chucks). also, i need to do laundry.
ELEVEN DAYS UNTIL NEW HARRY POTTER! ELEVEN DAYS UNTIL NEW HARRY POTTER! ELEVEN DAYS UNTIL NEW HARRY POTTER! (of course, mine’s shipping from .uk and i’ll be on my roadtrip on the 16th anyway so i won’t be able to read it until the end of the month, but … the squee remains the same.)
also: EIGHTEEN DAYS UNTIL PALAVERCON! woo!
anyone in beantown want to visit with niqui when i’m in the ‘hood (or, at least, driving through new england and could easily head thataway)?
i totally need to get to the post office so i can send off soap to people. because i’m a lazy fucking slacker.
surprisingly, it turns out that i love my
iPod shuffle. i was skeptical of the concept when they were introduced — there’s not enough space, who’s going to want to listen to all their music randomized all the time? — but it’s won me over. it’s itty-bitty, the battery life is spectacular, and it turns out i really enjoy the randomizing. plus, it does fit rather a decent amount of music on it, so nyah. and without the chromy bit on it, it doesn’t matter so much that mine’s getting scuffed already. so, this just goes to prove that even when i try to resist, i’m still steve jobs’ bitch.
okay, that’s it for this update of no-attention-span theatre. thank you, and good day.
