2 posts tagged “schizophrenia”

Turns out I know next to nothing about accounting.  Real accounting.  The accounting I've been doing and have done does not make sense in the world of the big city.  Apparently.  I almost ran out of the room mid-test, but thought better of it.  The elevator up and down 29 flights really got to my head.  Hated that.

Do I have a job?  No, not really.  I guess that's an answer.  I'm supposed to phone in Friday to see if anything is available.  Still going to Florida on Friday the 13th, though.  I'm stupid.  Very stupid.  Tests have shown now.  I can type pretty darn fast, though.  With 99% accuracy.  I want to cry.  I'm not going to, though.  I'm going to drink Coke and lie about and somehow survive on Saltine crackers and melted cheese.  I can do this.  But any intervention be it divine or otherwise in the way of $ would be fabulous right aboot now.  It's that way for most of us, I think.  My crappy generation with our low standards and slackage. 

Today whilst waiting for me out in the street my husband saw tons of outwardly schizophrenic people.  I'm happy to know my city has not changed in my absence.  Too much.  One guy stopped and talked with him about his tattoos (my husband's).  That's good, that's fine.  I told him people probably thought he was homeless.  Haha.  He had a backpack and a faded t-shirt that says "What kind of world is this, it is kind of crap" on it.  And some faded army shorts.  American army, not Canuckian.

Oh, someone please do something about me.

The city is beautiful from 29 stories up.  I should be so lucky.

Hello Diary. 

Haha, see.  Like Hello Kitty. Oh, the cleverness.  Aren't I just?  ((no)).

For some reason they don't have a decent hot pink colour on here, so I picked red.

I saw a movie on TV last night where Diana Ross was a paranoid schizophrenic.  I'm glad I'm not a paranoid schizophrenic and I'm glad I'm not Diana Ross.

Today the sun is shining once again and I am free all day to do whatever I...well, okay, I have to pack up my stuff so we can travel South for the weekend.  How lovely.  This weekend is my Grandpa's birthday.  I wonder what I could give to him.  I don't know.  What do older people want?  Their youth back, I suppose.

Yesterday J lost his wallet.  A new Green Card is going to cost $260.  What a time for changing jobs, eh?  Or, should I say a time for losing wallets.  Went to the Driver's License place yesterday so he has some form of identification other than a university ID.  I had to get my photo re-taken to renew my license.  What a crapfest.  I'd done my hair really quickly that day because we were in such a hurry, so you can imagine what kind of dumbass I look like.  And my old photo was so lovely, too.  They kept it.  I looked just like a Barbie head in that photo.  Now I have red hair, not blonde, and I look more like a Cabbage Patch.

All our neighbours are Chinese.  They spend a lot of time speaking very loudly outside our windows with their constantly screaming baby.  They spend a lot of time in the basement below us banging on things and talking very loudly to their constantly screaming baby.  To tell you the truth, that baby is an asshole.  Always screaming like that.  I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl.  It's old enough to walk around, but it just screams and only has half a head of hair.  It's the strangest thing I've ever seen.  When they're outside our windows and when they're in the basement it sounds as though they are actually in our apartment.  They're so rude.  And we are the only white people in the building, so you'd think it would be the other way around, but it's not.  We're super polite.  It's the Canadian. 

Speaking of Canadian, looks like we'll be spending American Thanksgiving in Canada this year.  Suits me.  Then I won't have to see my dreaded relatives and pretend not to dislike them.  I just hope it isn't snowing up there in November.  I bet it will be, though.  Damn.  I was so looking forward to a summer in Canada, too. Just like one summer I will never forget.  November just isn't going to be the same.  No sprinkler walks in the middle of the night. 

Oh my God, I am going to sacrifice that child!!!!  I can't take it!!!