blech.

queasy perhaps. uneasy, blech, something like that. @the allegro. i haven't been here in a loooong time. since freshman year, i think. i remember i met my irish friend then. hehe math grad student. crazy smart with a wonderful accent. that's what reading about fermant's last theorem will get you. (introduced to crazy smart irish math students, oy vey) currently drinking chai. i had such bad indecision i should've been kicked out of here as soon as i walked in, but i guess they're nice here or something. there's a man sitting sort of diagonal to me, wearing a shirt that reads "big things start small". in my current frame of mind that could be taken two ways (riiight... that indecision.) either the big thing that started small will continue to grow and be fun and wonderful, or the small thing that is becoming big is a mess because i'm entirely nidiyotic. or something like that. gar. other than feelings of various forms of insecurity, the feeling that i have a tendency to be wrong (and subsequently interpret everything wrong...act wrong...say the wrong things...etc. etc.) moments like this i need my inner child to prompt me to look up words in the dictionary. yay distractions. i would like everyone to please be happy. that's all. whatever it takes (well hopefully not involving anything too negative). always guilty and responsible. someone please KELP me (inescapable drowning seaweed joke). [insert quasi smile and nervous 3/4 genuine laugh here]

best part of my day: randomly meeting christina and leah, laughing a whole lot...discussing face-hugs, barney man, exercise induced soreness (pros and cons), music and the history of strangers. wonderful.

worst part of my day: feeling sick (going home and gargling), doubt, WWIHT??. grr.

ps it's wicked cold in here. the man next to me is reading a chapter entitled "opportunity"... to opportunity!