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[gala_apples]

So sometimes you get called by your friend who is about fifteen minutes from your house and wants to hang out, and you end up spending three days at his apartment. Oops. Well, to be fair, I left Wednesday evening, and came home Thursday evening to nap for a few hours before I got picked up again and came home Friday at midnight. So it's probably 2 days total time.

In that time I ate:
-Half a bag of french fries
-a doughnut
-5 chocolate covered coconut cookies
-half a bag of chips.

Events of importance:
-We watched all 24 available episodes of Revenge. I remember when he couldn't sit still for a whole episode of Invader Zim. His ADHD has really settled in his middle age.
-We stayed up until 8am Thursday morning so we could go to the hospital, he needed a EEG. Things I learned about him a)he gets nauseous in elevators (actually puked in his mouth) b) gets claustraphobic in EEG machines c) gets pissy when the waiting room doesn't have WiFi for his iphone d)is more prone to panic attacks when he's tired, and then we have to sit in the parking lot and sing along to Metric, his fave band. But we made it back to the apartment safely.
-We started to scrapbook his one year anniversary present on Wednesday. But most of it got done Thursday/Friday, after I brought some important supplies with me from my crafty area. Like glue. And a ruler. And a pencil. And scissors. (literally all he had was pictures and a pack of 12x12 paper he got in walmart.)

And now I have 33 fannish emails to go through.

Oh and also he's moving out of the country, but I don't want to talk about that bit.

Comments

[sylvaine]

Kind of sounds like you had an excellent few days! :D

[gala_apples]

I have to admit I'm the shitty friend that snickers as he tries not to puke riding the elevator. But I did help with the panic attack, so it evens out, right? Anyway, he laughs at me when I puke. It's the way we roll.