Sock Obsession

[ego_id_non_feci]

 I spent an hour in counseling last night.  It was cool, I'm not complaining.

You know what major insight I learned?  I'm lonely when my friends don't live with me.

Durh.  You'd think I'd be in tune enough to figure that out by myself, but no.  Have to have Happy Boy guide me to it like guiding a freaking squirrel to a bag of pre-shelled nuts.

Comments

[jenny_sellinger]

Yeah, it's like:
Depressed self: OMG I can't wear the fun socks, I'll be fired and never work again.

Normal self: Eh, I've got long pants, and hey, if anyone sees, everyone knows the teachers with fun socks are the best anyway.

I'm all kinds of looking forward to your posts now that you're getting back to your normal energized self.

[jinglymushroom]

Dude, yeah!!! Socks!!! Fluffy socks and warm socks and jingly socks and fun socks and socks that go up to my knees and monkey socks and toe socks!!! Mmm, socks!
And it rocks that you're positive and happy, and you shouldn't duct tape and super glue that part of you. If you really want it to not talk to you or something, you should let her come live with me. I would enjoy the company! The silliness we would have together!!! (Just make sure she can hide really well when people come to see why I'm laughing so hard.) And dude, squirrels and pre-shelled nuts! Wheeee! :D
Yay super energetic Chelsey!!!!