
Meeting was good. Instead of trying to therapy/counsel me, it seems like she is try to teach me to do it myself. It felt like a class. She wrote stuff of a whiteboard. She gave me some 'worksheets' to fill out (theyre not really worksheets but I'm going with a school analogy (seems good for my 'rehabilitation' (lol) to be like school because then it will be easier to go back to school eventually (pretty soon really!))). One of the 'worksheets' is a weekly activity plan. It reminds me of having to write weekly training schedules and stuff for basketball.


DAMN THIS IS A BORING ASS BLOG POST.
Have you ever considered snapping your thumb off? It seems really doable.
I'm eating dates. Enjoying it a lot. People seriously need to get more into dried fruit.
Just took the sheets of my bed and put them in the washing machine. Hi, marry me, I am a domestic god.
Leaning against my bed's headboard without a pillow for cushioning. Extremely uncomrtable. I don't recommend it guys.
Even without my sheets my bed still has a shitload of stuff on it: books, clothes, bowl, dates, bottle, scanner, papers.
An interview I did is up at HTMLGiant. Proud of that. I wouldnt be writing this blog if it wasnt for that site. Would love to be a real contributor. I have some ideas for articles. LOL dream a little smaller amirite?
After my meeting today the part of my jeans at the back of my knees was sweaty. EW!
THere are a lot of people on gmail chat right now. I wonder if any of them have noticed this as well. I wonder if we're all just sitting not chatting to anyone, thinking about how amny people are online of gmail chat right now.
Just ate a date and thought 'date me'
It seems like it's impossible to be well read. There are too many different spheres of knowledge/literature. If you read everything your head would swell up all malformed and disgusting and brains would start leaking out of your ears and you'd be panicking, scooping them up and stuffing them into your mouth.
THERE'S NO REASON NOT TO BE NICE
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