My computer seems to be having a midlife crisis. Download this program? No way, can't you see I'm busy playing solitaire! Open that .jpg file? Not unless it's porn honey.

Almost relatedly, do you ever catch yourself letting words roll out of your mouth without examining them for context appropriativity? Like, though with friends it is okay to have sexual innuendos punctuating the conversation, this is not so much the case when you are speaking with your lecturer.

I can't believe I said that! Aloud! In front of people! My class probably thinks I am Slutty McHoHo.

I think I made him blush too. After this I will go wash my mouth out with soap.

I did well in my assignment (babs-who-gives-a-damn) though. It's funny how effort transmitted into correct answers. After all this time, 14 years of education, there's a class where I fit, where nobody looks at me as anything (except now perhaps as a slightly moronic slut). It's nice.

This week has been quiet otherwise. I have a test tomorrow, and I am about to start studying. Any... second... now.

Nothing's changed but everything feels different, so many things I marked as mattering I have unmarked. It's a relief finally asserting my right to be selective.

But at the same time when I take stock it doesn't feel like enough matters... but then again at the same time you can't mark things as important to you just so you can reach a quota.

So I keep looking. And it's not like I'm the only one.

Hide and seek. Tag you're it! Nuh I'm on bar. b-a-r! b-a-r!

Aaaaaaaaay.

I'm going to the counsellor again tomorrow, why, I don't even know, except for my mouth's tendency to say yes to whatever is asked of me before my brain processes it.

So yes tomorrow promises yuckdom. I'm sensing post-yuckdom comfort shopping may be on the cards.

And somewhere in there I'd like to decide what to do with my life. 5:45 pm? No probs, I'll have it sussed by dinnertime.

Happiness and luck to all on their own way. Paths meet and diverge again, and so it goes.

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