My Bipolar Journal – Episode 140
October 23, 2007
THIRTY-THREE DAYS UNTIL RECOVERY
Okay, I guess I'm still married until I get a postcard. At least there's nothing else to do. I will get a postcard declaring which day my marriage has officially ended and a check for $42.25, I suppose for my trouble?
Things that have made me angry beyond belief for the day: 3
1. Throwing away a trash can. It's obnoxious and redundant. A mirror fell on my ceramic trash can, shattering it on one side. It's now useless and had to ironically be put out on the curb with my trash. How does a trash receptacle become trash? Argh!
2. Caleb came over last night and we played the game of life. There are 2 required stopping spaces. You must stop at them no matter how much you roll. You must a) get married b) buy a house. It's no wonder that everyone is completely delusional. On the front of the box is a happy looking family of four. Mom, Dad, Son and Daughter. They're all just so happy to be exactly like the game it's uncanny. I did however, manage to get through the game with no children and Caleb married a man, so we defied it a bit in our own right.
3. I've already screwed up something on my iPod software and can't find an answer on how to fix it. Support does not open until tomorrow and I have a feeling it will be a bunch of hooey of how they won't actually support me.
Things that made me cry today: 1
1. Getting a text message from someone who I can't figure out cares or not, but at least pretended he did. I hope he does. Hope is a fucked up emotion.
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