Tales of the plague and crying over spilt bubble tea...

Yesterday was a crappy day. I am sick. I seem to have contracted something flu-like which seems ridiculous in July, and yesterday I felt really really crappy. My body felt like it had been beaten in a bad fight or a car accident, or had fallen down a lot of stairs, and there was just this crazy pressure in my head - it sucked really fucking bad..........walking from my house to my car required an awful lot of my stamina, and so I spent the majority of the day watching dvds, cause outside of mumbling to myself and staring at the wall, this was the pastime that seemed to require the least amount of brainpower (and/or will to live).......which was key - just to prove my point in regards to my diminished intelligence, at one point yesterday Leslie said to me that she had seen ‘Dave and Jen’ which I thought about for a moment, and then answered, ‘who the hell are dave and jen?’ She responded ‘Dave Strange and Jen Squires’ (in that tone that people use when they’re answering a *really* dumb question......sorry Leslie; sick skull is only a burden) which I *still* had to think about for a minute before I realized these were friends we were talking about (sorry guys - really not my day) ............bleh...............and the worst part of the day? The giant sticky mess that was left of me and my kitchen after an ill-advised attempt to make bubble tea while sick........the cover pops off a cocktail shaker and the rest is history, covered in glucose syrup. I am unsure of whether or not I will regain my taste for bubble tea............

So I finished off the day watching ‘The Fellowship of the Ring,’ which has always held the power to make me feel better.........well except when Boromir dies his noble death - that’s incredibly sad, but the movie still makes me happy......

And yet all in all, better than the day before the day before yesterday, which was one of those where absolutely nothing goes the way you want it to, and every little thing that can occur or not occur to annoy or inconvenience you, will. At the end of the day I was talking to my friend Shawn on the phone and he told me to just go to bed and write the day off.......which was excellent advise. By that point I was in a mood that redefined ‘bad’..........

The only part of that day which really bears mentioning at this point, was running into an old friend at Hava Java (which is normally my favorite-est place in the world but only bred crappiness that day). I see him around periodically - and most people who know me will surely have heard me mention him - he was once one of the nicest, happiest, coolest, intelligent, and all-around kick-ass people I’ve ever known.......I loved hanging out with him and talking to him, and did so at length..........I spent way to many 3am’s and sunrises at Tim Hortons on topsail rd (when it was *the* goth place to be) with this boy......and he’s one of the few people I ever let get away with being protective over me. Now I think he needs someone to be protective over him.........I think - but I don’t know how to do it, and I don’t know who else can either. My friend seems irrevocably fucked up these days; he has undergone a change such that it’s nearly impossible to see the person he once was in the person he is now - and I have no idea what, if anything, can help him. I suspect he might be schizophrenic or some thing.........I have a pretty limited knowledge of stuff like that, but he manifests incredible paranoia, and -most worryingly - carries on lengthy conversations with himself....so I am at a loss......



I have had an ass couple of days.........

And there doesn’t seem to be much going for the weekend. And next week I turn 26......I guess we’ll see how that goes..........


on an completely unrelated note, the new geico gecko speaks like Steve Harris............this rules.


Music: The Return of the King Soundtrack