I am NOT having a good life right now. Things are just spiraling downward. I don't really know how to deal . . . I've turned to a few bad ideas . . . mainly because I can't think of any good ones. I've started taking medication for depression again because I'm so depressed that I just feel like my knees are going to buckle & I'll collapse.
Hopefully this weekend should help. It should be rather thrilling.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
I'm Surrounded By Idiots
I was sitting in the Glen dining hall today, eating my lunch, reading for psychology, & just taking a breather. I looked up. And sitting in front of me - and on all the other tables - was a little flyer. Not a rare occurrence. It's a college, there are flyers everywhere. Outrages you didn't know existed. Parties with "all you can smoke." I have not yet attended one of these loud, crowded events that have yet to appeal to me even a little, but I still read the flyers on the off chance that one might actually draw my interest - but mostly to amuse myself with the options available to me & the peopel around me. So I read the flyer.
It had a picture of the Earth with the words, "You're killing me. Please recycle." It then proceeded to list statistics. In one year, Towson dining wastes 4.4 million napkis, 2.1 million plastic utensils, 720,000 paper plates, etc. If I THOUGHT someone of any authority or who was in any way connected to the distribution of these flyers would have read it, I'd have written, "You forgot the statistic about how much paper is wasted by putting flyers on every damn table in the Glen."
btw, today's title is provided by Scar from the Lion King.
It had a picture of the Earth with the words, "You're killing me. Please recycle." It then proceeded to list statistics. In one year, Towson dining wastes 4.4 million napkis, 2.1 million plastic utensils, 720,000 paper plates, etc. If I THOUGHT someone of any authority or who was in any way connected to the distribution of these flyers would have read it, I'd have written, "You forgot the statistic about how much paper is wasted by putting flyers on every damn table in the Glen."
btw, today's title is provided by Scar from the Lion King.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Revelation
I just realized last night that between feeling guilty for unloading on someone too often, not wanting to bother people, & not feeling entirely comfortable with people, I've backed myself into a corner & now have no one to talk to.
And I would much rather be crying on someone's shoulder than into my pillow.
And no one reads this damn thing . . . so I feel like I'm talking to myself & you know, the one time I vented here, some stranger found my blog & was very sweet, but now I'm kinda sensitive to the publicity of this.
I'm having a bad weekend.
And I would much rather be crying on someone's shoulder than into my pillow.
And no one reads this damn thing . . . so I feel like I'm talking to myself & you know, the one time I vented here, some stranger found my blog & was very sweet, but now I'm kinda sensitive to the publicity of this.
I'm having a bad weekend.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Priceless
I think it was Dennis Leary who said that one day, everyone saw a president get shot on television one day & ever since they've been afraid to change the channel.
My mother watches people's court. I don't particularly care for it, but every now & then, I look up from whatever I'm doing when it gets a bit rambunctious.
I now know why my mother watches so religiously. Sometimes you get a little nugget of gold insanity. But you have to watch. And while she watches, I sit in the background & get to pay attention when the judge starts yelling. I just saw the BEST episode of people's court EVER!!!!
One guy comes in & is unbelievably insulting to the judge, the court itself, the legality of the whole situation, & everyone in the room. He constantly interrupted & had serious anger issues. He was a mess. And the judge had him escorted from the courtroom before the end.
For the next case this guy walks in with a bright red shirt, suspenders, a beer belly, white hair, a white beard, & glasses. Simultaneously, my mother & I cheered, "Santa Clause!!" And he turned around & he's got his documents in a folder that's in the back of his suspenders. And about 3 minutes into the the case he goes, "By the way, judge, I think you're hot."
God save the lunatics. Consistent entertainment during the writer's strike.
My mother watches people's court. I don't particularly care for it, but every now & then, I look up from whatever I'm doing when it gets a bit rambunctious.
I now know why my mother watches so religiously. Sometimes you get a little nugget of gold insanity. But you have to watch. And while she watches, I sit in the background & get to pay attention when the judge starts yelling. I just saw the BEST episode of people's court EVER!!!!
One guy comes in & is unbelievably insulting to the judge, the court itself, the legality of the whole situation, & everyone in the room. He constantly interrupted & had serious anger issues. He was a mess. And the judge had him escorted from the courtroom before the end.
For the next case this guy walks in with a bright red shirt, suspenders, a beer belly, white hair, a white beard, & glasses. Simultaneously, my mother & I cheered, "Santa Clause!!" And he turned around & he's got his documents in a folder that's in the back of his suspenders. And about 3 minutes into the the case he goes, "By the way, judge, I think you're hot."
God save the lunatics. Consistent entertainment during the writer's strike.
Delays & Such
So, school was opened an hour late today.
I sat outside my 8am class with about ten other people. Until about 8:02. Someone got the info & announced it to the hallway.
Then at about NOON, I got an email that said, Towson University is opening at 9am today.
Way to wait until it's completely irrelevant, guys.
And I don't live on campus, so I didn't witness this amusing event, but apparently around 6am, yelling & cursing pervaded the rooms & hallways of the dorm buildings because all of a sudden, text messaging was somehow disabled. Oh my God. I live in a world where communications, society, & civility break down when TEXT MESSAGES are disabled.
Apparently, it was quite the event.
I sat outside my 8am class with about ten other people. Until about 8:02. Someone got the info & announced it to the hallway.
Then at about NOON, I got an email that said, Towson University is opening at 9am today.
Way to wait until it's completely irrelevant, guys.
And I don't live on campus, so I didn't witness this amusing event, but apparently around 6am, yelling & cursing pervaded the rooms & hallways of the dorm buildings because all of a sudden, text messaging was somehow disabled. Oh my God. I live in a world where communications, society, & civility break down when TEXT MESSAGES are disabled.
Apparently, it was quite the event.
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