It turns out I’m okay. Not doing cartwheels of joy, but I’m good. I’m glad that I didn’t listen to myself and made myself get out and do things this weekend. It made a difference. Plus I got to see the inside of the OCAD building (yawn), have a great lunch on Baldwin, Sushi with many friends, cocktails with even more friends, a bike ride, some driving in the Matt-Mobile and some cupcakes. I even managed to toss in a trip to Canadian Tire in there, and somehow, that makes things all the better too.
Also, Mike, or I guess more accurately Jonathan (Mike’s brother), has given me Knights of the Old Republic and has provided me with so much diversion from any kind of unpleasant reality that I should be able to engross myself until this whole mood makes itself scarce.
So M will be back from NYC in 5 hours or so. While I’ve missed him and kept in pretty constant contact with him via SMS, I’m proud of how okay I’ve been. I was a pretty miserable pathetic person on Friday night, and now 72 hours later, I feel like myself again. It’s nice. I’d missed me.
Today’s sing-a-long song: “Low Five” The Sneaker Pimps
HRH
The cupcakes were good. Or at least, the one of them that I managed to get before Gary and my brother scarfed the rest of the plate.
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Welcome back! You were never gone, you know. Not really, anyway.
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By: Mike on May 31, 2004
at 4:30 am
I must confess I scarfed two of those cupcakes as well…
By: Chelsea on May 31, 2004
at 9:49 pm