the wrong side of the bed

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

i'm a nut, all golden brown/ laying on the hard, cold ground

everybody steps on me
that is why i'm cracked, you see

i was talking to my ex-boyfriend on the phone while i walked to campus after therapy this morning. i was telling him how i was a little bit disappointed with my session because my therapist and i ended up having a conversation about the discipline of sociology and how it differs from the humanities. i thought we were supposed to be working on improving my self-esteem. whatever. i guess my other summer project is being mentally stable enough to take a prelim without getting all fetal position about it, and i guess my therapist sees this as being related to the state of the discipline. i guess. sean asked me when my next appointment was scheduled, and i said i had another at the end of the month. to me, this seems like a lot. sean said, "that's it? i expected you to go twice a week or something."

thanks man. if i'm crazy, you made me that way. okay, of course i'm kidding. it was my dad.

11:45 AM