Things that happened today
My only sister (younger) turned 25.
We went to Benihana (a teppanyaki place.... MMMM).
The waitress took a picture of us as part of their "birthday" celebration - and my first thought was, "Damn, who's that whale that kinda looks like me??" I CANNOT wait to see the endocrinologist in 2 weeks. And, NO, I'm not uploading the photo for viewing.
Andrew got some hot pink icing on the white fur around his mouth while nosing into my piece of cake. He was actually able to lick it off. I was impressed, because the icing was that kind (like blue or purple) that seems to stain like a BITCH.
I realized Mom's birthday is now only 3 days away, so I bought her a card at the Walgreens when I picked up my meds. I put it on the Express Pay, which is linked to Dad's card (shhh don't tell him), so all is good.
Heroes has become even more confusing, and is starting to piss me off like LOST in its complexity. I'm trying to stick with it, but I need a freakin' map with strings.
Shirley Manson is getting better at acting... and creepier.
Speaking of meds, I haven't had my seroquel in a couple of days. Dude... I am totally fucked up without it. I have been tossing and turning for the past 72 hours straight. But in that bad "I"m so fucking tired but my eyes feel like they're propped open a la Clockwork Orange" way. For those of you not (somehow in this nutty world) not familiar with psych meds, seroquel is an anti-psychotic used in bipolars to lessen mania (and also make you sleepy). Well, without it, I was totally manic, but also depressed, so I flopped like a fish on the bed trying to sleep. Poor Max just finally gave up cuddling after being kicked repeatedly. I had to end up taking 10mg of ambien these past two nights (which is twice the normal dose). I'm gonna run out sooner than my refill. GRR.
To end on a happy note: I have leftovers. *grin*
ETA: FREAKING Walgreens didn't put in the fucking seroquel!! DAMMIT!
ETA2: I had to go out at 4 fuckin' am in order to get it because the damn pharmacist (who works all alone at night woe) couldn't get it together in fewer than 30 minutes. What??!?
ETA3: Whataburger has a chick that works there at 4 am that must be a mathlete. I gave her 4 dollar bills for $3.52. She handed me one back saying, "No, 3... oh. Wait." I just gave her that "Uh-huh..." look. My interior monologue: "No wonder they have her work the overnight shift."
We went to Benihana (a teppanyaki place.... MMMM).
The waitress took a picture of us as part of their "birthday" celebration - and my first thought was, "Damn, who's that whale that kinda looks like me??" I CANNOT wait to see the endocrinologist in 2 weeks. And, NO, I'm not uploading the photo for viewing.
Andrew got some hot pink icing on the white fur around his mouth while nosing into my piece of cake. He was actually able to lick it off. I was impressed, because the icing was that kind (like blue or purple) that seems to stain like a BITCH.
I realized Mom's birthday is now only 3 days away, so I bought her a card at the Walgreens when I picked up my meds. I put it on the Express Pay, which is linked to Dad's card (shhh don't tell him), so all is good.
Heroes has become even more confusing, and is starting to piss me off like LOST in its complexity. I'm trying to stick with it, but I need a freakin' map with strings.
Shirley Manson is getting better at acting... and creepier.
Speaking of meds, I haven't had my seroquel in a couple of days. Dude... I am totally fucked up without it. I have been tossing and turning for the past 72 hours straight. But in that bad "I"m so fucking tired but my eyes feel like they're propped open a la Clockwork Orange" way. For those of you not (somehow in this nutty world) not familiar with psych meds, seroquel is an anti-psychotic used in bipolars to lessen mania (and also make you sleepy). Well, without it, I was totally manic, but also depressed, so I flopped like a fish on the bed trying to sleep. Poor Max just finally gave up cuddling after being kicked repeatedly. I had to end up taking 10mg of ambien these past two nights (which is twice the normal dose). I'm gonna run out sooner than my refill. GRR.
To end on a happy note: I have leftovers. *grin*
ETA: FREAKING Walgreens didn't put in the fucking seroquel!! DAMMIT!
ETA2: I had to go out at 4 fuckin' am in order to get it because the damn pharmacist (who works all alone at night woe) couldn't get it together in fewer than 30 minutes. What??!?
ETA3: Whataburger has a chick that works there at 4 am that must be a mathlete. I gave her 4 dollar bills for $3.52. She handed me one back saying, "No, 3... oh. Wait." I just gave her that "Uh-huh..." look. My interior monologue: "No wonder they have her work the overnight shift."