Feeling the Mania.

My mania is best manifested in song obsessions.

There was a girl at school who was obsessed with Simple Plan for a few years...then they started her on Lithium and she normalized.

Music-fixations seem to be the key for identifying manic states. Currently obsessed with the song, "I Woke Up In A Car" by Something Corporate. Nice song, but not breathtaking, just...it is.

Maybe I should watch through Wolf's Rain, might mellow me, it always did in the past. But it'll also remind me of my love...who doesn't return my feelings...

I bought him a card.

(front)
(photo of charlie brown, snoopy, and woodstock watching a tv)
Wouldn't it be nice
if life were like a DVD...

(inside)
And you could fast-forward
through crummy times!
(same photo with them all smiling)
Hang In There!

Derek is....goofy. It just suited him, the wording did, so I bought it...I started a sketch of Iamme. Let my sub-conscience decide earlier what her symbol for Derek was. A necklace. Not uncommon for her, but she decided on a dark grey thread around her neck with a tiny gold jingle bell. Really Iamme? I'm gonna have to rip the jingle out of it. This is so not your or my style! Maybe Derek's style...

Maybe Derek's -.-

Trying very hard to get Con to join Hidden. Or Jed, but Jed isn't as responsive :x And I'm shyer around him, probably due to the lessened age difference and he's an internet celebrity. I'm always meekened around them. Yes, meekened.

Found Buncha Crunch at the Dollar Tree muthafuckas. Stuff hasn't been sold since my Michigan years, I find it without even trying in the last place I expected. Om nom.

My only male co-worker at the moment has noooo interest in my whatsoever. Not that I care, he's not my type...he's kind-of an ass, one of the guys who doesn't believe in hormones...but still. I like being able to flirt and use my...well, myself to get what I want. Nothing special, just more to lessen tensions.

Gonna get Pokemon Conquest tomorrow, it was sold out today <<; Now I'm curious. IT HAS ARTICUNO, AND DRAGONAIR. Muthafuckas.

Only thing it lacks is Ho-oh.

Grandma's fucking hell, kinda like a wasp. Stings whenever, you never know when. You can just be walking along, and BAM, stung.

Work's unpleasant. People don't care I exist, I alienate myself...always...:/

Guys online always say they don't believe I scare guys off irl. They don't realize how much of a freak I am...not at first, but...Idk. I...people don't like sticking around in my life, I confuse them...

It's true on Hidden too...I get a few friends and the rest realize I'm odd and kinda...tolerate and then grow to dislike...meh...

Derek's been showing up more though at least...got to work and got a text from him...I'd told him a random text from him might make my night...he replied and said he was flattered...

I kinda fell back against the wall and smiled so wide I looked...so foolish, but I was taken aback and just felt wonderful.

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Thankfully blogger saves drafts, I closed this last night, lol.