Weekly Review in Main Book

I guess if I only write once a week, that's ok.

Last week was relatively uneventful...as far as I can remember. We had a couple warmer days (30's and 40's). That was very nice. I got my office clean and tuned one of my dulcimers.

I'm still battling with productivity. I just want to get things done and it's so hard to actually sit down and DO them. I'm not sure what my problem is.

I started my capstone class last Wednesday. I'm in a group with Flappy-Boobs and not too pleased about it...but I think she'll be ok. I gave myself a good talking to on the drive into the city and came to the conclusion that this will all be a lot easier if I just walk on egg shells and have a positive mindset about it. She is crazy in ways that I can't even begin to predict. I can't afford to waste my time caring about her delicate ego.

A year ago, things were different. We had an actual client and a real task to accomplish. Today, it's just some bull-shit 80 page paper that accounts for 30% of our grade. If we get a 50% on the thing and I do well on my own, I'll still pass the class.

Long story short, I just want the next 9 weeks to be over so I don't have to be inconvenienced by these trips into the city. I'm ready to be done with school.

Saturday night we went to Jaclyn's for game night. We brought Matt and Jen with us and they seemed to have a really good time even though the games we played kinda sucked ass. They were not very fun. But that's ok.

Sunday we went to Jeanette's because she was having a belated 21st birthday party for Alison. It was very odd, but a generally decent time. Alison couldn't get her instrument in tune. I felt bad for her. She's got some issues and I don't know what they are. I doubt anyone really does. That's one of her issues really...she doesn't share anything with anybody. She just kinda exists in her life and you can tell. It's hard to tell if she cares about anything. I dunno.

Anyhow, once we gave up on trying to play music, everything got better...so that was nice.

I had an appointment with my psychiatrist Friday. Basically she just wanted to make sure that the medication wasn't making me suicidal. I had a buddy of mine come give me a music lesson on steel pan Friday. That was kinda cool. I really don't see getting very good at the tenor pan. I've been playing double tenor for 5 years now and that's long enough for me to know I am not really cut out to be awesome at it.

I've been challenged by my psychiatrist to keep a journal of my days and just keep track of how I feel...so I have a little book by my bed and I've really been trying to write in it daily.