Further down the river.

Life is so funny.

This morning I was really, really sad and cranky, because job, and because midterm, and because essay, and because other midterm, and because depression.* I was still feeling pretty cranky when I got out of my last class, because grammar, and because rain. And then I bumped (very nearly literally) into an old friend of mine from high school, Jennah! (Back when she believed in the Internets she went by _calamityjane_.) She hadn't known I'd switched campuses, and even though we grew apart after she graduated we decided to hang out for a little while.

We were walking back to her residence apartment and she asked me if I knew anyone else on campus. If I'd seen anyone "from home."

"Not really," I said. We'd wandered into a part of the school I hadn't been to before, and I was looking around to make sure I wouldn't get lost when I walked back. "Just my old... roommate... Stephanie..."

I trailed off, because there, walking towards me, was my old roommate Stephanie!

"Gerald!" she exclaimed, waving. "I didn't know you transferred here!"

"Neither did I," Jennah said, and they started talking, and it dawned on me in a matter of seconds that not only do these two know each other, they're fucking roommates.

"This," I said to the world at large, "is so. Fucking. Weird."

And I sat on their couch and gossiped for two hours, and it was fucking weird, and fucking awesome.

(I also saw a rat on the lawn! Which does not sound adorable but really, really was because he was carrying a wrapper in his mouth for his nest and it was waving like a flag and he kept hopping. I love rats.)

( I found some pictures I took the other day. )

* For which I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning! Which is good.