Harry Browne (Libertarian candidate for president), as quoted at www.harrybrowne2000.org
Urgh.
Needless to say, I was queasy again today. Yippee. I suppose I should go talk to the Health Center again, see if they have any more ideas now. It's been over a bloody week, I'd like a bit more medical guidance than "drink ginger ale". Grr. Oh, I went to Trader Joe's today, but I couldn't find any ginger ale. So I bought ginger beer instead. Gods, but that stuff tastes horrid. It does seem to settle my stomach though. At least a bit.
Other than that, I puttered around online today. It seems that my political views tend toward the Libertarians. Interesting. I already kinda knew that, but still. I have some random Socialist tendancies, though. A lot of it depends on my mood. But the Libertarians seem to have a lot of good points, and frankly they seem the least likely to find a way to somehow make a worse mess out of things. Way too many Socialists have more good intentions than common sense.
Anyway.
Puttered around on the internet pretty much all day, then went to dinner with Chris (C.). We went to a pub, of course. But a different pub than usual. This one had pizza instead of the usual pub fare. Interesting. Garlic bread is of happiness. We meant to go to our usual pub, but we waited over 20 minutes for a waiter to notice us and gave up. Ah well.
Then we wented to Powells and I bought books that I didn't need. And to an ice cream parlor where I got a cookie. Then back to his house to drink ginger beer. He actually likes the stuff. *sigh*. I started getting angsty while we were at his house. Ah well. I have a lot on my mind. Bah. Stress.
I really, really don't want it to be Monday tomorrow. I have very not done any homework this weekend. I've either been out doing things with people or trying to deal with being queasy all weekend, trying various flaky remedies. Or just curling up in bed and reading something to get my mind off of it. Yee hah.
Oh, and Sean called me at about 05:00 this morning. That was sweet of him. Even though it woke me up, I was glad to hear from him. I'd missed hearing his voice. I really wish he didn't live so far away. I miss him. I managed to get back to sleep after we hung up, so it didn't even really matter that he woke me up. *sigh*. I wish that things could be other than what they are.
We talked online today too. That was nice. Darn it all, I wish I could see him again. I know it's only been a week, but I miss him. All this over someone I'm not actually dating. Which reminds me of something Chris said today, actually. We were talking, killing time waiting for service at the pub, and he said "10 years from now, you and Sean will be living together with 3 kids and you still won't be dating." The pathetic thing is that I can actually see that happening. Sean and I seem to masters of getting into weird places. It's easy for people to forget that we aren't, and never have been, dating. At least, it seems to be. For example, the other day Ian was talking to me and he made some sort of comment (I don't specifically remember what) that implied that he thought that Sean and I had dated at some point. No, we never have. Which is not say that there haven't been times when we've acted like it, and which is not to say that I don't care about him in that manner. We have, and I do. Just that we've never actually dated. Life is so odd.
*sigh*. I miss him, and he seems to be having a rough weekend with his homework. I want to go up there and give him a big hug. But I can't. *sigh*. Why must Seattle insist on being 3-4 hours away?
Oh gods, do I not want it to be Monday tomorrow. I'd skip classes due to my queasiness, but it's more of an ongoing thing and anyway, I don't think I'd actually feel any better if I stayed in my room all day. Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow. And maybe my homework will magically be done by The Homework Fairy while I sleep. Yeah bloody right.
Captain Squanky the perpetually queasy signing off