This morning, after another sleepless and suffering night due to the Low Carb Diet of Awfulness, I woke up and told Nick, "I'm having Shredded Wheat for breakfast, and I don't care what you think ( Read more... )

Three days into Cymbalta, and I'm officially wondering where this shit has been all my life. I am getting a bit of tiredness, but it's hard to tell right now whether the fatigue is actually from the meds, or if it's from the OMGSOFUCKINGHOT that is Brooklyn right now. Seriously, the temp hit 102 today. Not kidding ( Read more... )

I actually feel quite good today. Bold, creative, back to my old self.

That's certainly a relief. Today's pet project: a watercolor mandala. Yes; that sounds right. I'm gonna be one of those Thing-a-Day people.

Now I just need to focus on getting to sleep earlier.

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