bonjour brightside

i saw 5 psych patients today. all of them had some form of schizophrenia, mostly the paranoid kind. all were nice and lovely. one taught me all i needed to know about clozapine. another left me with an original quotable quote: “people who write poetry only do so because they can’t write books.”

oh and i snowboarded over the weekend! it was lovely. the snow at falls creek was so white and pristine that i ate some. and snowboarding was EXTREMELY exhilarating and fun. we did the intermediate slopes and one of them was so steep i felt queasy just looking down. i spent the first day falling on my bum 378451 times while trying to master the sport. now my tail bone feels like it has been shattered into a million pieces and my knees are soooo sore i can’t squat. and ski-lift landings are my absolute nightmare! still. you know what they say- no pain, no gain. worth my every ache! now i can strike off ‘do some extreme sport(s)’ under my things-to-do-because-i-want-to list.