Wednesday, March 25, 2009

As She Pleases

Falling asleep was difficult last night, rolling on my couch for more than an hour. Eventually I fell asleep, and the night was not eventful. I woke today around nine, made another breakfast burrito. I had eaten early, and I had time to butter before I took my half a Paxil. I drew a pastel of my uncle. Half an hour later I felt finished, and I took the crushed pill. Mike was up so I went over and watched some television. Before I left, however, my brother called - he thought I needed to go with him to his dentist appointment. Maybe I should have, but he was running late so he didn't have time to pick me up. Inside I really didn't want to go, but I called him back and told him to pick me up. He didn't have time. Secret relief.

Around one my mum called - she told me a nurse had called from the dentist telling her he had dry socket. I went home and took the car out to drop off his prescription for more medicine. He was working on a design project, and didn't have time. Later it turned out he didn't know he had dry socket - turned out he didn't know much of anything. I'm not sure why he has such trouble describing things; then again, maybe I have trouble myself. I went back over to Mike's and watched more television, brought some pizza, a banana, and took my 5-htp. Around five I went home and made a stir fry. Talked to my mum - she was tired. I ate dinner in the backyard, enjoying the fading warmth of the day, watching the fading blue and the streaking contrails. I let some music from inside seep through the window. Something about the living and the dead. Why not life and the deceased? I went back over to Mike's and watched Rambo. It was bloody, and the Korean died. I got home around ten. I couldn't find Monster, I had come home later than she likes. I took my half Seroquel, and then unloaded the dishwasher. I had left the back door open hoping Monster would come in as she pleases. On my last call I saw her glinting eyes, and she came down as she pleases. I miss my apartment, where I could hang out with her freely.

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