So, as perhaps you guessed, we did NOT get to go to Gator Land yesterday. It rained for like one minute and everyone pussied out. The extreme lack of creativity here is oppressive. I didn't even realize how spoiled I was back at home. Everyone there is so brilliant and interesting! No one wants to get the Chinese character for "love" tattooed on their ankle, no one BUYS and WEARS shirts with logos of friggin' ENERGY DRINKS on them. These people aren't stupid, they are just BORING. I had no idea how the rest of the world rolled.
So, guess what we did instead? We went bowling. FOR FIVE HOURS. I could've died. That is lethal, I'm so serious. You take away a woman's Gator Land and then expose her to seemingly endless bowling, you are seriously risking fatal results. I made it through, obviously. I mostly just read and talked to a few people. I do enjoy some of the conversations I have here. In fact, at closure group, two different people mentioned that the best part of their day had been talking to me and that I was really helpful with their shit. And then the nurse pulled me aside and said that I should really consider becoming a therapist. The more I think about it, the more I realize I really kind of WANT to do that. I had considered it previously, but always decided against it because I thought it would be too scary. WEll, now I'm around psychotic people all the time and I'm not scared. But with this realization comes the hard truth that if I wanted to go back to school, I'd have to pay my own way. Like, get loans AND work a full time job while studying and all that shit. And I'd have to go to grad school too, oh lord. But I really wanna gooooo! I just can't think about the future right now. I need to do this shit right in front of me. Things will fall into place.
One amazing things that happened yesterday was we had CINNAMON LIFE CEREAL for breakfast. Yessss! That was like the longest I'd gone without Cinnamon Life since I had TEETH. It's good, though, that we've only had it that one time because my life was kind of being governed by it. I had a real Cinnamon Life problem. Man can not exist of Cinnamon Life alone. But, I had it this one morning, and it was a beautiful thing.
Very little happened today. They changed the combination on the doors so that the kicked-out people can never come back! Heavenly! And we went to the ceramics place where I painted a mug very excellently, neon green on the outside and orange on the inside (Nickelodeon colors!) and then decorated it with a hamburger, a hotdog, and a piece of pizza. Radical!
The book I am currently reading is "Banvard's Folley" by Paul COllins, which is about momentarily famous eccentric people who have been forgotten by history. It's mostly quite good but I must admit I skipped two chapters. Sowwy. Next on deck is "Atmospheric Disturbances" by Rivka Galchen. I'll keep you posted. I hope you don't mind all the book talk. In fact, I hope you pick up a copy at your local library!
Please write to me. I'm pissed at you for not writing! But I still love you.