>I feel great today.

Yesterday I wasn’t feeling so chipper.

I still have the issues I had yesterday – trying to get blood from a stone, or money from an unemployed house mate… and a less-than friendly action by said house-mate, in combination with previous events became a conglomerate glob of goo that just ate away at my sanity for most of the day yesterday.

I got home, went to bed — and got a decent amount of sleep. Life is much easier when you’re fully fueled.

I discussed the issue(s) with my other house mate, he’ll speak to him today regarding his choice of employment (whatever he can get, per us). I was able to voice my feelings, get some backing for future payback… and now feel as though I’m not the only one bearing the issue.

Some talking will still come of it, but our house has a multi-tiered discussion environment. When it comes to money, and sensitive emotional issues, certain individuals have a way of speaking to each other that is more compatible then if it was coming from someone else.

In this way we help each other get the point across in the manner we so desire without putting things in a way that might make someone else upset, usually by being misunderstood.

…and having my head cleared of said glob of goo leaves it available for things like homework, and work, and the here and now as opposed to the already done, still has more to go.

Oh — and today is Lent. I’m not really hip to the Mystic Catholicism that is the topic of discussion on such a day.

I remember being like 8 – having to go to Ash Wednesday with my baby sitters after school as they were Catholic. I had no idea what was going on, saw these people with the goo on their heads and wanted to laugh. At the same time I wasn’t sure if they were going to make me do it, and didn’t want this religious thing on my head. I knew I couldn’t laugh because it was their church, I got scared, and pulled my winter hat down over my head so I couldn’t see but an outline of people. My babysitter was rather short with me, telling me to take it off – but I wouldn’t. I couldn’t explain it, but figured them being mad for me being silly would be better then everyone being mad for busting out laughing at their religious custom.