i was just about to get a great video of this woman doing tai chi in the park but her tai chi super powers sensed what i was up to and she immediately stopped and took off. the best part was that she had a fuschia beret on and a leather jacket!

fil and i’s favorite new thing is to ask each other if we “are in an adventure” when really the other person is just sitting there reading a pamphlet or opening the fridge door, the more boring and plain the task, the better the adventure MUST BE! and then when the person says no you’re suppose to go aw like you are extremely sad that the person isn’t having an adventure.

i think my mental illness is rubbing off on fil.

cid bit me on the head yesterday, not the face, not the chin, on my fucking HEAD!

fil doesn’t want to hang out with me later when we GO ON AN ADVENTURE to get his haircut and me have my lip pierce done did so i think i will go play megatouch but then i panic and think OH NO SOMEONE WILL BE PLAYING IT WHEN I GET THERE so i’ll have to sit at the bar and act like i intended to sit at this bar to talk to acquaintances, like oh yes i came all the way from toronto to eat wings totally awesome!

maybe i’ll just take the train back, i dunno. something tells me in some shape or form that i will be able to manipulate fil into letting me hang out with him and i know he doesn’t want me to cos i will take all of the attention away from him and/or ignore him completely by playing megatouch and shoot him dirty looks here and there.

last nite we got in a fight over the not hanging out because i was wine/gin and tonic sensitive because he was laughing at the situation which i decided to interpret him as laughing at me and i had to go along with my pretend anger and man what a waste of a buzz that was.

being ridiculous is so draining.

fil is going to read this and be like i fucking hate you.