Well since I had such a good day, I (finally) put up a new thing I like. Sorry it's taken so long. I've just been bitter i guess? I don't know. So, I will tell you about my day.
Morning happened. Then, I got to eat lunch with Lauren, which is always fun because she is so cool. We bitched about Laura (not stein or efford or anyone you people care about) and we all know how much I like bitching about people. Some people just don't get that they either could be wrong or are wrong. It's so annoying. Anyway, after that I went home. My jeans died. I've had this pair of jeans for like, two years and they were my favorite piece of clothing they are really not good for wearing anymore. This is not a good thing, seeing as how my other jeans died long long ago and my other other jeans I've never liked that much. Why did this make my day good? Because it meant I got to go to the mall and buy new jeans. And I've been looking for a pair of jeans IDENTICAL to my favorite ones, and I hadn't succeded until today. Oh it was so great.
And I went around to best buy and stuff but really I just wanted an excuse to drive around and listen to No Doubt-their first CD which is excellent.
I have also been listening to A New Found Glory, because I am seeing them in two weeks. I have been very concert happy lately, asking everyone who is going to come to the tival. The HFS tival that is. No one knows, but i swear someone I know must have some sort of inside info.
This is what George Carlin said last night: "there aren't too many chinese guys named Rusty." haha.
I get to work with the children again tomorrow.
So let me tell you my problem. Right now i'm depressed. Not as bad as last semester, but the same kind of things are happening to me, the panic stuff and the crying for no reason stuff, but not as often. The tinies things upset me so much, and that sucks. This is fixed easily with proper medication, which I plan on getting. But the problem is this: While the little things upset me so much, the littles things make me so happy. If I could live in this utopia, I would never want to be chemically balanced. The problem is that I don't live in a magic happy land,where nothing bad happens, so I'm forced to not only not sweat the small stuff, but not appreciate the small stuff either. That makes me sad, but for everyone else's benefit I am making a doctor's appointment to get a refill of my prescription. Get excited, stable Lori is around the corner.
On that note, I will leave you with this. It isn't ironic, but it's something close to it. I may make it the whole theme of this website because I love it so much. I just did it today and I was like "wow." If you don't get it I don't blame you, I'm very strange.
