fiddle dee dee

feels like i didn't do enough today. lalalala, i can't hear you, voice of negativity!

fpc (food-pharmaceuticals-coffee), then talked with the student i stood up on tuesday. twas a productive hour-long conversation about sexism and racism. whee. then talked to kaiser and got info about obtaining glasses that actually enhance vision. went swimmin' w/jean. i did half a mile, albeit a bit slower than the other day. then we had a perfectly swell lunch at the restaurant that we dare not name because it already takes too damn long to get the food.

then i was late to supervision, and was looked at reproachfully by twig the first. twig the second was just asking to be snapped. attention, wannabe therapists everywhere! the time to say to a client, "i have to be honest here" is? NEVER! NEVER EVER EVER! EVER!

gah. only the sure knowledge that i said *much* stupider things when i was a twig stayed my tongue.

then went to the bowl, then on to see dr. crackcorn, whereupon i was a bit of a pill. i'm overstimmed and cranky. a bit of tivo and spot to cool my jets, then to bed, tomorrow being, i am reliably informed, another day.