always where i need to be

today was a stuperpendous day.

despite the fact my body was probed in painful and incredibly uncomfortable ways, today turned out to be yet another positive day. i'm not quite sure where all this energy and happiness comes from, but i'm doing real good.

my doctor's appointment was not fun, but i went to retrieve phone then walked to leva where i had delicious spinach and feta flatbread pizza. jeffrey forgot we were meeting, he later confessed, which made me feel super fun and important. but like always, we had a great time conversing and being shallow, judgemental people. we can laugh about the most terrible things. it was nice seeing him again.

on the walk back to the u, i talked with steve for a while. did some catching up, made some plans to see hamlet 2 next week (jesus, i can't wait. that movie looks premium in the laughs department). i was going to buy books, got as far as the second floor of the bookstore, looked down and saw lines and was like "ya, no" and started home.

on my way back to the lrt, i ran into mike mcewan, which was wonderfous! i was thinking about him a bunch lately and was going to contact him to see when he was free for a catch up date and poof, there he was.

and while i was going to stay in tonight and take er sleezy with some documentaries and bed, i think a night of unedited debauchery will be a good night for me. sir rumsey has graciously offered his grandmother's patchwork quilt for me tonight, so i will take him up on that. plus, we need pictures galore. tomorrow will be a day of working. i have some notes to read and a quiz to write for monday. if i get enough done during the day, it allows me to hit up some karaoke and housewarming goodness during the evening.

i've been having a pretty decent week. this increase in socialization with people i haven't seen for a while is really good news for me. remind me how much this week really rocked when i hate everything because i'm sleep deprived and stressed because i once again started a paper later than i should have.

i like freedom more than a human being should. i just feel better being... selfish? i don't know if that is the right way to say it (or i know it is, it just makes me look like a bad person and i don't like that) but i really don't have an attention span for anything serious anymore. that bothers me. maybe the one person i've actually loved is as far as i will ever go in that department. maybe that was all the happiness i was alloted. and now i just do as i please without being able to do anything else.

or maybe i'm just young and i need to figure my shit out.
actually, the later seems more likely.