#11.2.13

Elaine and I ate the tofu parmesean with spaghetti and mixed veggies. It was fun. We listened to music and cooked and knitted (actually, only she knitted).

Im high and i don't know what to do and i don't know whats wrong with me and I'm really irritated that i can't figure out what I want to do and tonight I went to this observatory thing with some other students and i was kinda high and i sat next to this kid from my floor who came to my room the night of the open mike night and whose name I never found out and he makes me nervous, so i was paranoid bc i figured he knew that i was high and then the presentation was in Dutch and he was like oh shit, really dramatically, and turns to me and says, are you going to be okay? and i was like yes ill be fine. and he was like, do you think your dutch is up to it? and i was like yes, ill be fine. and he reassures me, if theres anything you need me to explain to you just tap me and ill tell you, and i was like, its really okay, i don't mind not knowing what he's saying. everyone keeps trying to translate for me but i really don't care what's going on. and he was like, you what? and i said, i really don't care? and he sits back and says, okay. and then he kept asking me if I knew what the guy just said. and was always like, yeah i think so. one time the guy was showing these pictures you can take with a beer can and he showed what they looked like and they were just cans taped to shit, like signposts and guardrail posts and he said that once the cops thought one was a bomb and they called all these people in and it was just a can with film in it and the Schwa kid was cracking up and he looks at me and sees that I'm not laughing and he's like, didn't you get it? and I didn't have the heart to tell him i thought it was fucking retarded so i didn't laugh. i knew basically everything the guy was talking about, i liked the dutch word for sunspots, zonnevlekken. I thought it was zonflecken and it cracked me up. and solar flares, zonnevlammen. i mostly just noticed the names of shit that was different. He had this whole thing with Casseopia looking like a "fee" to laypeople, but M like mcdonalds for students and i snorted my disdain. this guy thought he was hot shit and i really couldn't stand him and it was annoying to sit through something i couldn't understand so when he told everybody to go get their coats to see the telescopes in the backyard, i left and got stoned and wrote chance a letter and went for an hour long walk that was very nice and i want to go for another walk but its raining outside and i really should be doing homework but i really really really fucking don't want to. i don't know what i want to do so i don't want to do anything but i don't want to go to sleep and i don't want to smoke a cigarette and i don't particularly want to get higher and i don't want to watch cartoons and i don't want to tumble and i don't want to do sweet fa. as remo would say, that is, if he ever talked to me anymore. And my bed annoys me because i don't have all my pillows to prop up and so its not comfortable to sit up and i can't put my legs up in any of the chairs and i can't find a comfy place to sit anywhere in this country bc none of their furniture is quite big enough. its as if they'd never heard of lazy boy. ooh, maybe i will read. yes. i shall try something from my english class

Umphrey's McGee: "Miami Virtue" Live from Milwaukee 11/2/13

*Crying Game = No one knows about the rest of the movie

Lazy day at home and then went to school to study with J. It was ok, got through a chapter and then went home and ate dinner.

its okay though, we went out to eat together when we got back and we were exhausted when we finally were home, so im sure shes completely out already now. we were laying together before i got picked up and she could fall asleep in two seconds flat. cutie pie.