Chipped Off

Things are still moving sluggishly for me here in the Red Stick. No word from Dave, but, good news, no word from Jason either (thank God for the block feature on AIM). I've still been feeling a little depressed lately and still having some trouble sleeping, but the funny, or sad, part is that when it comes to depression I'm a seasoned pro. It's absurdly easy to identify depressed thoughts and objectively remove them. Still, though, cognitive therapy takes more work than you would believe, so I've been moving around like a zombie lately. It doesn't help that still in waiting in limbo for a job to come through and for a class to come in.

In apartment news, I chipped a plate of Ashley's. I didn't think much of it at first...Amanda and I made sure to superglue the chipped part so it wouldn't scratch anyone/thing, but then Ashley came home and noticed. I don't think I've ever seen the girl more disappointed or passive aggressive in my life. The guilt train left the station and I was on board. I've spent at least an hour or two (it seems) searching the Internet for her stupid plate. But it's nowhere to be found. To make up for it and for eating some of her special king cake (which I didn't know was special), I bought her a brand new king cake from Whole Foods. Which, she can't eat because she doesn't like icing on her king cake. Hence, the special ordered one that I had previously taken a bite or two out of.

So, with lingering feelings of guilt, depression, and loneliness, I boldly face the new day. Don't worry, reader, I'm fine. Actually, Mardi Gras is coming up which will give me the perfect emotional lift. Every year my friends and I take a trip on Saturday to walk Bourbon and see the parades and come back to Baton Rouge late Sunday morning. Then maybe I'll go home and be pampered for a while. Yes, things will be looking up soon, and if they don't...well, I have that king cake in the kitchen to eat and a chipped plate to eat it on.

By the way, if you know of or have a soft square/square round white plate with the word mainstays on the bottom, I'd be willing to negotiate. Thanks.

Sincerely,
Your Spy