when an artist you hate comes out with a good song
So my last two years of high school, I saw this one psychologist in town who I really liked, and I knew if I ever needed to go to someone again in Lexington I’d try her first. I had an appointment with her this evening and SHE ACTUALLY REMEMBERED ME. I mean, I last saw her SIX YEARS AGO. Kinda blew my mind. But yeah, it’ll be nice to have someone to talk to about my socializing and overanalyzing issues. I mean, if I’m gonna be living and working in Lexington, I’m gonna have to start changing how I go about making friends (aka start actually trying). Glad I made the call (on a good day, no less) to see her.
And a very nice bookshelf!
Well to be fair all the blankets and pillows are in an interim provost’s office because she’s on vacation…