|Weird Weekend ...
||[Nov. 1st, 2005|10:10 pm]
Hello everyone ...
I had a weird weekend! On Saturday, I spent way too much money on a pair of glasses that I'm iffy about. Then I went to dinner at my friend Rene's house. There I met a guy my age who in in his first year (postulate year) with the Franciscan order that I'm thinking about joining. His name was Jimmy. Jimmy was extremely interesting. He is from some island off the coast of Washington (State). The only way I can describe him is by saying that he's "earthy." You know the type. The whole experience was kind of cool, I guess. I was able to ask him questions that I would be embarrassed to ask someone who would be accepting me into the order, such as: Do you get any money for spending? (after all, I would take a vow of poverty). I was also able to ask him what some of his struggles have been so far, if he ever gets time to go visit family and friends, etc. I was pretty happy with all of the answers. Then we showed him around providence in the rain. Strange.
Sunday I accidentally ditched kneedeep to help my friend Melanie move a few things from her old house to her new one. Then we looked at her old yearbooks. Laughed a lot. Fun times.
Yesterday, we had a Halloween Party at work. I was a little nervous about the Haunted Basement that we created, because I've never seen someone with Schizophrenia get scared. But it was good. Nobody freaked.
Lately, all I've wanted to do is sleep, eat and watch TV. Am I depressed, or just a lazy ass bitch who needs a smack in the head? I don't really know that depressed feels like.