Good Friday?

Had a fun day with H, the girl I went out-and-about with, yesterday. She was cute, funny, a bit weird, but quite engaging. It's nice to be around someone who isn't just a plank of wood in terms of personality. I think I now understand what witty repartee means. It's like verbal fencing, or perhaps verbal chess. You make a move, and there's a counter-move. Give-and-take during conversation. It's been a good, long while since I've experienced this. I'd like to hang out with her again, but like with most women, I can't really tell if she likes me in that kind of way. My guess is "no", but we'll see. I did confide in her the weird mental things I've been dealing with lately, and she seemed pretty open and understanding about it. She even gave some good suggestions. At the end of the evening, she was back here in my apartment, being introduced to Rock Band (which was at her request, not mine).

As for today, I'm feeling kind of sick. Not physically, mind you, just sort of...out of synch. I've been pacing my apartment, and coping with the feeling like I need to be moving somehow. Kind of like every minute spent not doing something is driving me batty. Like things can't be moving fast enough. I guess I'm annoyed that I have to wait until next week to hit the registry offices (to re-apply for the card), and then wait 2 weeks to get the AHC card. Just to seek some psychiatric aid.

A Good Friday, my ass.

Bleh.