Costs too much to move to Utah. Not just in monetary goods, but stability as well. Peace of mind, I guess. My mind is acting all up and getting odd (hence the visits to the docs). So I get to stick around here. I think I’ll apply at EMS (that’s Eastern Mountain Sports) for non-social-work job. And stick with school.

Now my brain just has to keep itself away from upstairs.

Yet. WTF? Why’d he say YET?

*mutter*

Stupid drunk bastards.

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Can anyone explain to me why it’s necessary to get hammered and go to a midnight premiere AND sneak beer in?

I mean, okay, if it’s your third time seeing Dodgeball, I can understand the need to be shitfaced.

But to the first showing of The Village?! Do you HAVE to fuck up the experience for everyone else? You can’t take back a first viewing of a Shyamalan film.

All the intense scenes had the intensity snapped when the giggling started.

Let’s all laugh at the blind girl.

And shout stupid things at the screen.

ARGH. I am so pissed.

Good movie, though. Go see it.

Stupid drunk bastards.

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Much rejoicing! The averatec arrived safe and sound at 4pm-ish today. First delivery attempt failed since, despite having people in each part of the building, he knocked on no doors or rang any doorbells, and insisted that no one was home. I called fedex–they delivered later.

In the meantime, I’d dropped off my car to get serviced and tooled around town on my bike. Stupid bridges are designed horribly around here. There is NO WAY to cross the bridges on bikes safely AND legally. There isn’t enough room on the road for bikes and cars, but it’s illegal in NH to ride a bike on a sidewalk. Biking itself was nice though, definitely a fun and good workout.

Today was really on the wierd side. Can’t sleep–didn’t fall asleep till five-ish. Woke up at eight, dozed till quarter till ten when I heard the Fedex truck making its getaway. Eyes tired all day but not the rest of me. Saw the psychiatrist, another interesting visit.

“We need to get you to sleep.”
“No shit. My friends suggest a baseball bat.”
“Well…you don’t need the head trauma, it wouldn’t be good for your schooling.”

“There’s this sleep med I’m thinking of, but it’s really old.”
“Like, how old? Older than me?”
“Actually, I think it is. It’s supposed to knock people on their ass.”
“So if it knocks MOST people on their ass, don’t you realize that–”
“Yeah..nevermind. You’ll be asleep for days.”

“What about your safety? Do you need to be upstairs?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“You know, I don’t even know why I bother asking you that. Every time, you say ‘No, I’m fine.’”
“Don’t ask stupid questions. I NEVER need to be upstairs.”
“Well, I don’t see the need for it, yet.”
“YET?”

“It’s okay if I get arrested, my shrink is at the jail.”
“But I’m not going over there. And I won’t release your records either. You’d have to deal with some new doc who has no idea about your case. I’m mean like that.”
“That’d suck.”
“So don’t get arrested.”
“I’ll make note of it.”

“Okay, and I want you to call me if you need to.”
“Right, because I’m REALLY GOOD at that.”
He gives me a long stare. “That was sarcasm.”
“Duh.”
“Because you SUCK at calling when you need to.”
“I know.”
I got a glare for that comment.

He also reminded me twice again on my way out and when paying me bill to call him if things got wierd.

I’ll make note of that.

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