So recap of today: Psychologist is a nice guy, one hour is not a lot of time and I suspect that we'll get distracted and talk about music more often (something I'm all for, really).
After my appointment I went to pick up my cousin because he'll be staying here for a few nights so after cycling the 12km home we went swimming for a few hours so his energy would be used up a little (he has way too much energy, although it's not that bad anymore now that he's 12). My hair now smells like swimming pool though and it feels awful but since we'll probably go swimming again tomorrow washing my hair is pretty pointless.
Also, I made pancakes that were awesome. Yay for apple and banana pancakes!
Hmmm, so this is what it feels like to have a diary?