November 20th, 2004

wistful, sell the world, snape

Marking time

So, today was the 19th of November, two thousand and four.

That makes seven. Seven years since the diagnosis of manic depression. I'd say I turned seven, but I got chewed out for that last year, so I'll just mark the occassion and move on. Although if you want to read probably one of the most honest assessments I've made of the whole situation, there's last year's journal entry.

I nearly forgot, there's so much else going on in my head. But it's really not all that important in the end.

I'm finding myself these days in the headspace where I'm trying to work out a bunch of things. Human beings aren't meant to be stuck in holding patterns, but here I am. And I need some time to think. That's why there's not been much in the way of journal entries, and why I haven't been keeping up with other people as good as I should be. I need some time to figure out what the hell I'm doing, I think.

Anyway, Saturday is big game and Sunday is the odometer click from 25 to 26, so hopefully if I can make it through this weekend, things will look brighter. I have to hope.
  • Current Music
    Various Artists - Billy Bob Thorton - The Wind
oski, calbear, berkeley

All I have to say...

California 41

Stanford 6

How sweet it is!

[Edit: Another piece of sweetness:

If top-ranked Southern California wins its final two games and the Bears win their hurricane-postponed game at Southern Mississippi on Dec. 4, Cal will be the odds-on favorite for its first trip to the Rose Bowl in 45 years.

Those are words not heard around Berkeley for a very long time. It's great to be a Cal fan.]
  • Current Music
    Cal Marching Band - Fight for California