Sunday, September 26, 2004
My Bed
Music: Something depressing from Shrek and now switching to something more upbeat... like Smash Mouth. Ah, the 90's and bad music brings me back to the time when I was 12.
Feeling: Bloated
I almost spent an entire weekend. On Thursday my shift on patrol ended really late and I headed over to Suzie's to sleep on a comfy couch that fit me, but her fridge sounds like crickets chripping. It helps that I have all my sleeping over stuff at her place, including my old glasses. Then after some shopping on Friday I went home, said hi to my parents and then hid in the basement to watch my online lectures. Which I still haven't finished. I should though...
Anywoo, went to school on Saturday to study and somehow I ended up sleeping over at Gillian's place on her very hard concrete floor rolled in a blanket. (I'm never going back into the Women Centre to study ever again and the couches at Foley are dinky) We stuffed ourselves with pizza and talked until 3 in the morning.
So Sunday rolls around and somehow I end up studying, then eating lunch/dinner with Matt and then going on an ice cream search which ended at Highland Farms where we brought a 2 litre ice cream bucket to bring back onto the rez where we and his roomies devoured the ice cream and tried to unplug the toilet. (Long story to that one, but let me say that it was not my fault) I missed my Sunday meeting and I realize right now that I have not done anything for Monday's meeting. Through the wonder that is the internet I can do my outline for that meeting in the morning of Monday hopefully.
So I get home at 9:30 after talking and will be falling into my bed that I named Heavenly Comfort since my first year of university. How I love my bed. I think I'll make an ode to it the next time. I'll put my poetry classes to use.
Feeling: Bloated
I almost spent an entire weekend. On Thursday my shift on patrol ended really late and I headed over to Suzie's to sleep on a comfy couch that fit me, but her fridge sounds like crickets chripping. It helps that I have all my sleeping over stuff at her place, including my old glasses. Then after some shopping on Friday I went home, said hi to my parents and then hid in the basement to watch my online lectures. Which I still haven't finished. I should though...
Anywoo, went to school on Saturday to study and somehow I ended up sleeping over at Gillian's place on her very hard concrete floor rolled in a blanket. (I'm never going back into the Women Centre to study ever again and the couches at Foley are dinky) We stuffed ourselves with pizza and talked until 3 in the morning.
So Sunday rolls around and somehow I end up studying, then eating lunch/dinner with Matt and then going on an ice cream search which ended at Highland Farms where we brought a 2 litre ice cream bucket to bring back onto the rez where we and his roomies devoured the ice cream and tried to unplug the toilet. (Long story to that one, but let me say that it was not my fault) I missed my Sunday meeting and I realize right now that I have not done anything for Monday's meeting. Through the wonder that is the internet I can do my outline for that meeting in the morning of Monday hopefully.
So I get home at 9:30 after talking and will be falling into my bed that I named Heavenly Comfort since my first year of university. How I love my bed. I think I'll make an ode to it the next time. I'll put my poetry classes to use.
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