Ugh. I'm disappointed in the world. But I told you so. Didna tell you so? Bush snaked his way to another 4 years.

I just don't get it. How can you reward Bush for what he's done? It doesn't make sense to me. But what can you do. It's not the end of the world. Probably.

I have my own things to worry about. Tomorrow is my last day at the Reva center. For now. Friday scares me, but I'm still keeping my "I don't give a ****" attitude. Not in a bad way. Just in a "whatever happens happens". Happens happens happens. I will try to make the best of it.

I talked to Ester. About my psych evaluation. She was puzzled that I hadn't received the statement from Dr Georg. I guess he has forgotten to mail it to me. But she'll get on that. And I talked about the upcoming medication with her too. Turns out I have to get it prescribed from my own doctor probably. Or maybe Charlotte from the center can do it. I'm not clear on that. Anyway, Ester said she'd talk to Charlotte about how we do it. So hopefully we can have something worked out tomorrow before I leave the center. That would be best. In any case it looks like I'll have to wait a little yet before I get it. And Ester also said that it could take up to 3 months before it would really start to work. Once I get it there'll be a period of 2-3 months where we'll see if it has any effect. So (unfortunately) it's not like I can get a bag of pills tomorrow that will make me instantly feel better. But at least the process is going on.

After worked I popped in to the haircutting place. To get my hair cut, funnily enough. It was all empty. I have never experienced that before. Maybe they're going out of business or something. Usually I make an appointment a week in advance. But now that I'm starting at a new work place on Friday I thought I'd see if I could get my hair tamed a little and I stopped by to see if it was busy or not. No one sitting in the chairs, reading magazines while they wait. No one getting their hair cut. All the haircuttingpeople (what are those called anyway? Hair cutters? Stylists? Arh) were standing in the back talking. So I got right in and got my hair cut and right out in no time. That was quite good. And now I'm a little more presentable I guess.

I also stopped in at Favorit. Or actually.. Favorit no longer exists. The store where I have done my shopping for more than 20 years. It's now called... Aktiv Super. Man oh man. What kind of name is that for a supermarket? That is just horrible. Not that Favorit was an amazing name. But 20 years thrown out for "Aktiv Super"? Active super my ass. Oh well. A rose by any other name. The store itself is exactly the same, the people are the same. I guess they just needed a more dynamic name. To appeal to the kids and all.

How many would have voted for John MeGaSuPeRBRiLLo KerrYeaaah? We can only wonder.

What a stupid world we live in. Aye.

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