lisa took me out on a date. first we had our yoga class at four. lisa hasn't gone for a month or so for different reasons. she made me laugh when carsen told us for the fifth or sixth time to "step back into plank". "i hate plank" muttered lisa under her breath. she almost made me drop my plank. then there was the strenuous sideways plank and una grinning at me across peter. we did tree today for the first time in a long time. i struggle with the balance ones. "there's no expectations." soothes carsen as she weaves in and out of our yoga mats. lisa told me she kept envisioning a mouse running over her arm every time we were doing lying down poses. she said when the lights are out the mice overrun the place. i started dreaming durning shavasana. shavasana is my favourite pose. i'm sure i'm not the only one.

after yoga we changed and touched up our make up and went to the mall. i returned a blouse that i bought in a moment of delusion. not flattering. picture a big white bag cinched on top and on the bottom and that was the blouse i somehow took home with me a few weeks ago. and the worst of it is, that i did in fact try it on. it wasn't until i got it home that i saw the glaring light. anyways the guy at cash was the same one when i bought it. he's deaf and his name begins with j. i like him. he has a little white board to write on if needed. all i manage to sign to him is thank you but i do that quite well. anyways then we looked at a lot of purses. lisa's aunt is rich and not only that, she's a shopaholic and not only that, she's unmedicated and lisa works for her cleaning her house two times a week and bartends for her husband and sometimes babysits for her cousins and so on. anyways lisa's aunt buys her really expensive beautiful purses. the last one she got was the best and most expensive. i call it her 'precious baby'. i listened to a message that her aunt left her thanking her for a birthday present and said "you deserve a purse." holy moly.

lisa took me out to the white spot. we had chocolate shakes. lisa m. and her boyfriend were eating there too and later lisa m. came and sat with us and had a chocolate shake too. i had poutine with my burger and regretted it. not the best poutine in the world and just too much. i was sooo ful when all was said and done. soo full.

then we all went to a movie playing at the auditorium at the hospital. it's called not just another bad day and it's about bipolar. there were quite a few members there too and some staff and other mental health organizations and people in the community yadday yadday. (i didn't mean to put the y on the end of yadda but once it was there it just looked right). it was interesting. they followed four people with bipolar. the main psychiatrist in the film was two rows ahead of us in the auditorium and all throughout the movie he wore only turtlenecks and sure enough there was a turtleneck peeking over the collar of his suit jacket tonight. this really bothered lisa. i learned some things about bipolar, like the role of anxiety and about hypomania. one of the guys mike, was quite funny. anyways that was our date.

when we got out of the hospital i turned on my phone and found a voice mail from elicia. it said "hi...um i was going to ask you if you knew where the wok was, but i just found it. my mom put it in a crazy place." it is very eerie how closely elicia and her mom mirror each other sometimes.

i narrowly missed seeing a guy get a shot in the bum today. "the left bottom" as his male nurse said. that's the greatness of my job. then i went to the food bank to fill in at our samples table because gloria was sick. this is where i was given a book called you can live forever on earth in paradise or something like that by eugene who is a member. when i left there i returned just in time to swallow some chicken creole and help carmen make blueberry crumble.

and that's the sum of all my uninteresting things to say.