The past fews days I've had a very strange feeling about myself, that I'm relating bizarrely to those around me. It was kind of an isolated feeling of mutual misunderstanding, even though I knew that it was merely my own veiled perception rather than any reflection of reality. I moped around a bit and scribbled angstful poetry and felt weird, but I'm done with that now.

I popped out of my little mood earlier tonight, when I became rather hypomanic at the QU women's discussion group. It was actually great fun- everyone thought that I had sort of snapped because of midterms and the need for a mental break, but in truth I am not at all stressed and was just releasing some pent-up energy. When I was younger my mom said she thought I had the tendency to be slightly manic-depressive, but I'm really not any more than simply mercurial. Anyway, the discussion group was topic-less this week, so I ended up putting people into fits of laughter with my imitation of Larry Kramer's speech at the Midwest GLBT College Conference in February.

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