Today was decent. That's actually me being a sullen teenager about it because today was better than all the days in the past week.
I spent the first half of it buying my cousin an ancient rock with flaking pieces of brown clay stuck to it that are actually particles of feces left by a Neanderthal hunter! Exciting! Then I ran errands like a normal person. I went to Terra Breads and bought bread and ate a slice of Grape bread (tasty but impossible to describe, like melting grapes in flat bread? tasty?) and a disc of Apple Foccacia, again like a normal person.
For dinner (yes, dinner!) I went to Kimi and Sachi's. It was exactly what I needed. Sachi made delicious eats. Tuna Casserole (the platonic ideal of), and two kinds of vegetable salad things. I had forgotten about those things! Judah was hilarious and somehow more cute since I last saw him, because he's become more expressive and able to channel his cuteness into his wants, and he has many wants. Kimi and Sachi were both very understanding about the case I've turned into. They made me feel better about a lot of it, and much less isolated. I'm not really isolated at all, but I get to feeling that way when I'm depressed. I need distraction, but not like a movie or a book, because then I'll be depressed about it. Unless it's a Garfield treasury that features no death or loss or real-world problems, but that's depressing anyway because it's a Garfield treasury. So, yes, it's very important right now to have friends around who I know really well and who sort of take care of me a little bit. And that's what I had tonight! And did I mention it was great! Thank you friends!
Now I'll go before I get tired and gradually shift in tone to something like an Elliott Smith song. Who I've been listening to a lot lately, just coincidentally. Him and the lovely Nick Drake. Please do suggest any musicians you can think of who've killed themselves? Other than Kurt Cobain, I mean.
But omg, I'm not suicidal, btw. That's never been my thing. I just like songs where people, um, sing about it. Because they understand. But then they kill themselves and stop understanding, so I need to find more.
Plus, my iPod has 160GB. It needs to get fat.
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<3. Any time.
feces? Can't wait.
Vaginal wall! WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?!
(I think Sachi just smacked her hand against her forehead.)
That's all that ran through my head as I was falling asleep last night.
Jesus. Does the Internet really need FULL DISCLOSURE?
Dude, the internet is nothing if not a Full Disclosure Arena!
Hey, so i just thought to myself "I should probably leave a comment since I am a big jerk and have not been blogging like a champ when Claire clearly has" and then I forgot what I was going to say.
Instead I shall say, "Does your iPod like Gwen Stefani remixes? I have a few of those. Doesn't fit the suicide criteria, but, well... who can resist a good synth beat?"
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