wildcat

It seems like everybody's sunk into a mid-August funk or something, a mild malaise has settled down over our sleepy heads and everything smells like gutter. Can it all be bad? Doubtful, but we all know I'm bad when it comes to looking on the bright side of things (ick - positivity).

Had dinner tonight with Michael, Jake, and Jake's friend Jonathan. Jon's working as a clerk at the library now, which is cool, he ended up working at my branch today and we sat around and chatted while I tried to make through my shift without vomiting from hunger (why was I so hungry?) or self-destructing under the strain of yet another neurotic episode. Anyway, the four of us went to the Shzechuan (ha? spelling?) restaurant over by Green Street - the one right across the street from the police station. The food was more than adequate, we got to have some really nice squid, and then we drove Jake home and came back to Michael's place to flounder in front of the television. Michael's off swimming right now at Oak Bay Rec, which uses chlorine and that's why I'm here (allergies).

Brandon's here soon, but so is my mum, so this weekend is going to be very busy and not feel like a real weekend at all, what with all the running around.

Anyway, to fight the malaise, I'm going to go do some research and try to write something worthwhile. That doesn't induce dry heaves. It'd be nice...