Today I want to hang Yumi from the ceiling like Spider-Man.
I spent much of last week in my bed, which is totally a no doy type of statement, but also, my legs hurt! I've been trapped in a mental roller coaster for about a decade that can best be described in this article written by two girls I don't know but to whom I felt an immediate connection upon reading about their ~troubles~. Sometimes I'm okay, sometimes I'm "getting by," and sometimes I feel sadder than most people can even imagine and more sad than I thought possible. That last one was where I was for a few days last week. I feel better now, despite not much change, but maybe burrito hangs and visits from out-of-town and over-the-bridge friends helped pick me up for a little while. And watching all of New Girl for the lotsth time. Anyway!
Thursday night, my friend Dave treated me to a burrito because I tweeted that I wasn't sure when I could afford a burrito next. Dave and I have the same birthday! So he is in my phone as BirthDave. And then Friday, Janaí-Chanelle swooped in from her quick visit to Philadelphia and treated me to the Pop Shop! Kylee was there, too, and we got to witness two rounds of the Happy Birthday song, per usual. After stopping for snacks, the three of us trekked the mile back to my house in the very, very cold. We brooded and laughed in my room for a bit before seeing Kylee off, and then JC and I brooded and laughed some more while Clueless and Sixteen Candles played in the background. I met both of those girls on LiveJournal years ago, and got to spend a bunch of great days with Janaí-Chanelle where she lives in Georgia with her boyfriend not long after Internet "meeting." It'd been a while since we'd seen each other in person, though (and the same goes for Kylee, even though she lives only right in Philadelphia!), so it was so nice to see her again because we really, really needed it. We exchanged Christmas gifts and sighed about life and I managed to only cry one time in front of her. We were up and about fairly early after our three o'clock bedtime because she had family plans and I had a nanny job interview. Our goodbyes were quick and then I cried a lot of the way to the interview because, as usual, my friends live far away. Not all of them! But enough of them :(
Saturday night I missed a friends' band's show and free pizza at the show because I was too poor to afford a ticket :/, so the rest of the weekend was pretty whatever until Jamie got into town yesterday afternoon. We brooded and laughed (that's all I do now, by the way!) for a bit before my roommate, Brian, arrived home with all of the toilet paper and we three watched my new favorite movie, Damsels in Distress. I want to watch that movie every single day. How do I make Greta Gerwig my wife. Later, after Nicole and her babes stopped by to pet cats and drop off some cookies (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), I watched Girls with the girls (Jamie, Brian, and my other roommate, Nick) and then some murder shows; during the latter of which, I read to my pals the letters on Albert Fish's Wikipedia page because they are awful and terrible and I like to ruin lives. So I guess a lot happened even though I was in bed so much!