Which is, in retrospect, one of the most ridiculous things to learn when you're eighteen. But that is indeed what I learned today, that you can easily buy bubble wrap in the office supply aisle of Meijer. I never really paid attention until now, when I bought a box and saw several varieties of bubble wrap I could've purchased as well.
I woke up a bit earlier than usual so that I could eat lunch with the idkbff Lorenza at Sushi Station, my first experience with the kaiten style. I had forgotten about that whole "snow" thing and took about ten minutes cleaning off and prepping my car, so I got there a wee bit past noon to find Lorenza and our high school band director, Struyk, hanging at a table. (I knew he was coming, but I still got a kick out of it.) Since I was at the end, I'd have to command one of them to grab things off the belt for me, which was amusing when it would cut into conversations.
It was good stuff, and I also got to eat squid, octopus, and eel for the first time (amongst some other things that weren't notorious enough to remember). Octopus was my favorite of the new things, as it tasted good and was...kinda chewy.
Afterwards, I hitched up to an appointment with my new psychologist, whose name I've already forgotten. See, I had one guy for like, eight years, and then all of a sudden, he just vanished into retirement. No forewarning, just poof. So now, new guy. And new guy has to learn about me. Also keep in mind, I don't need counseling, but I do need the medication I get, which is why I have to keep going got him. And here he learned that at least one of his teenage clients is a total piece of white bread:
"Do you smoke?"
"No."
"Do you drink?"
"No."
"Do you do drugs?"
"No."
"Marijauna...?"
"No."
"Hm. *writes down*"
"I'm clean man. I'm boring. I'm square. Me and my friends, our idea of a party is drinking Pepsi and eating pizza rolls and playing video games 'til 3am."
"That's good. Nice that you said no to everything, to be honest..."
In doing a review of my life, it also enforced to me just how not-bad it is. My depression is linked to my hypothyroidism, so even when I don't take the medication I'm alright. I love my parents, I've got a future, I love what I'm doing, I've got a boyfriend, I have two jobs, I have lots of friends. I never thought of offing myself, even when I was undiagnosed. I'm too much of a wuss to do it and I, frankly, have stuff to live for. Also, people would be pissed off at me.
Then I did a run to Hobby Lobby, since I acquired a giftcard through the bro and sis-in-law for Christmas. Unfortunately, I need to hit that place up on sales, since I wasn't really willing to pay the full price for things (Prismacolor products, I'm looking at you). Hopped on over to the aforementioned Meijer, picked up ingredients to make more rainbow cupcakes for the New Years Eve grazing fest at work, then came home and crashed. I think I'm supposed to be getting ice cream tonight with Lorenza, her boyfriend that I have yet to meet, and our friend Meghan, buuut I'm not sure right now...
