We watched a dateline-ish show about Tourettes last night, and I ended up crying because I totally understood what this one girl was going through with her OCD problems (that often goes hand-in-hand with tourettes syndrom) and had to get a spoon out of a drawer and she couldn’t - and I told Chris about what it was like for me in junior high and what HS I managed. I could hide it fairly well at my high points - distracting myself by coutning things (like how many taps I could do with my finger on a table) and so on. It effected my work because I could not pay attention to what was going on in class. I got up and walked out of a few classes, and my first day of junior high was spent in the bathroom hyperventiating and I ended up leaving before lunch and never went back. These people with Tourettes just absolutely touch my heart because it must be so hard to have ticks and really, really, bad ocd and they hurt themselves and everything. And their parents just seemed like heartless asses being all “I love you, because you love your children, but it’s just too hard” … two different mothers said almost that exact thing. That they love them because they ahve to love them but they can’t take it anymore :/ It made me so mad. I’m sure that is stressful, but omg, it just really bothered me.

I easily get obsessed with things. I think its a habit females get. Addicted. It can be to the strangest things, too. Usually when your younger its a particular boy or actor or some such. I had a friend obsessed with Leonardo DiCaprio, so I was too. We’d stay up all night watching movies — Basketball Diaries, and yes, Titanic. I had a huge love for Buffy and at a time I was a die hard Laurell K. Hamilton fan (I, following thousands, am no more). The past few months it’s Doctor Who.

I always sort of put the show in that ‘Nerd’ catagory. I’d see icons all the time on LJ Communities I’d frequent and some of the quotes were amusing. I thought David Tennant was weird looking. And I slightly remember when they used to show old Who on PBS. Really, really cheesy. Anyway! Somehow I ended up watching Torchwood. It’s a lot more “adult” themed (lots of sex, violence, whatever) and realized I really had to watch Doctor Who.

The first Series (the new series, rather) with the 9th Doctor, Christopher Eccleston, was brilliant. By the end of the series I was so attracted to him - and he’s not the most “attractive” man. I was rooting for a 900 year old Time Lord to gte together with a 19 year old girl from London. Yup. And I cried the last episode and it took me a while to love 10 - David Tennant. The writing on the show is brilliant, the acting is great, and… I don’t know. I just really get a kick out o fit.

So. Don’t knock it till you try it.

It’s rare that I enjoy a summer day. The heat and humidity wasn’t something I liked as a thin person, let alone as overweight now. It’s just not cool. It makes me moody. Yes. Anyway, we went to the pool and had a lot of fun I got burned a little and had to go to two stores to find a bathing suit and also tore off my left pinkie toenail (long story). Yet… I had a good day. A great day! And now for a picture from last weekend.

Kindergarten is over for my five year old boy, who will be six on the 16th of this the 6th month. A great year, don’t you think? He’s excited about first grade. I remember school at these ages… ugh. I feel bad for him because they really pressure a lot of stuff on younger kids. I had no idea he should be doing double numbered adding and subtracting at age 5.

It’s 88 out right now, and it says it feels like 98… because of the humidity. Yup. That’s my life. Freaking hell. Boo I hate heat. It makes me moody.