listening to low, late at night, with no dinner

because i'm not hungry.
i had a chocolate bar for tea. this is the issue with uni, my uni-diet. which consists of a diet of too many chocolate bars, juice with vegetables in it, and subway. almost nothing at home, not that there isn't food there or anything.

lachlan is waving his arms around, i can see him from the corner of my eyes, he looks cute. i am perched on a chair updating away, ready for bed.

low are on the CD player and this makes me sleepier and merry.

i feel... utterly esctatic that i am on friendly-happy speaking terms with the ex. i feel i might ramble a little too much, sugar? idiocy? nerves? but god god god, it's great being able to talk to him. i mean, when you have such a huge shared past, it's wierd, and sad to not have some sort of ... civility. and .... i mean, he is easily the person who has had the most influence on my life, in regards to ideas, to books, to my understanding of the world, to my understanding of myself. and i am so happy that i don't want to hide, and that i can smile and say hello to him, and chat, and ... yeah. it's great as. happyface. slleepy now, but yeah. lachlan is also utterly merry for me too.

i am starting to understand SQL, and the business subjects are not killing me anymore.
sleepy though. a lot. too much work, too much work, too much work, and it's really hard for me to think about food properly.

nap time.

chewing off arm

good:
new b o o t s!
cheap stitch dictionary
colourmart silk arrived

bad:
uni is totally, completely fucked up, and now i have to go through the 'working out how to remove the 1's i somehow got by applying for special consideration due to my mental-ly breakdown thing or whatever. i want to throw up. god. i hate this stuff. i hate it. and i need to get it worked out in order to apply for my library masters, which i have all the info for, it's all ready to go, even my academic transcript (minus the failed - uncompleted subjects i never did...)

::throws things:::::

i am going to Calmly Knit, and wait for shrink to call me back. she will give me a doctors certificate, and it will ALL Be OK.