I'm going to have a pretty busy week this week but there's going to be more about that at the time. I don't really know what to say about some things, but don't worry they're not bad, it's good, and I don't want you guys to get all excited for what might be nothing. We'll have to see, ne? So I'm afraid rather than just give you a short update/half post, I'm just going to jump in to the good old round up, and I can provide small updates within that. So that's the need for my writing satiated. Needless to say though this last week I proved I am a decent human being. At least, to my friend. More on that another time though. I didn't even want to bring it up really but needs must, and I need a blog post I must have. Okay, okay, round ups.
Tuesday I shared something I was learning on my psychiatry course. It was about how children are secure or insecure based on their relationship with their primary care givers, and if they get that care. When a child is well attended to and taken care of they explore the world much more freely, and become happy and healthy, if not, they become, well, me. They become withdrawn and can and do regard even their parents the same way they would regard a stranger they don't know.
Wednesday was partly about Jessica coming down for the night, and partly about Will and Grace, which we watched copious amounts of. So much so that I'm already near the end of series four. In fact I'm having to force myself to stop watching so I do things like go to bed. Damn fine show.
Thursday was no podcast because I was really stressing out the day before my therapy session. I really should have recorded it earlier in the week. Seeing as my therapy is usually on Thursdays I probably really should start recording it well in advance. I have since cheered up, been depressed, cheered up, been depressed, cheered up, been depressed, and, well, you get the picture.
Friday I wrote about my latest therapy session and some things the therapist has planned for me. Such as immersion therapy. She wants me to go out to the shop every day. So far I've...not done too well. I have gone out every day though, so it's not like I'm being a cheat or anything. I am going out. I also did something incredibly insane. Based on the comment by the aforementioned therapist that I would look good in a hat (she was drawing a stick figure of me and said she really wanted to draw a hat because she thinks a hat would be a good look and she just sees me in a hat) I digged around in my photo collection and found a picture of me in my old hat. I then proceeded to publish it. In the post. Dear God why did I do that? Well on the plus side I got a lot of positive comments and the general consensus seems to be that I do in fact look good in a hat.
Saturday was an Immortal Space update complete with romantic gay undertones. That weren't exactly deliberate but oh well that's what's there. There was also a rather short piece on how I don't understand male bonding rituals at all. When I really thought about it I have no idea how bonding works in general. I don't really bond with people. It's odd that really I don't know much about bonding and yet I can write those deep scenes and I know even less about conversations but I can write a great conversation and have been told that I have good conversational skills. I really have no idea where people get that idea from. If I could make conversation I'd probably have more friends.
Sunday I posted a few songs from the old Disney classic The Lion King. I watched it recently with my cat. She didn't get any ideas. Jessica actually refuses to watch that movie again ever because it upset her that much when she was young. It does seem to be something you only watch once, or you watch it all the time. It's a great movie, with an amazing soundtrack. And if the new Star Wars films are anything like it I'll continue cursing the name of Disney and George Lucas.
So there you have it. Time to begin this week. Wonder how it's going to end.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November
Gunpowder, treason, and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot