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Those are crazy eyes in the subject line, not anime-nerd eyes.
Apparently my brain finally noticed the new increase of chemicals and decided to react riotously, so I spent the day feeling a strange, intense combination of anxious/teary/hyper/drowsy. Only more than that. I honestly can't articulate it. At some point I scribbled on scrap paper, "I feel like a jagged line" and I have no idea what it means but I'm pretty sure that's as close as I can get to explaining just how weird I felt today. Like a jagged line.
It probably goes without saying that I was a little out of it at work; luckily I was in a smaller store by myself with fewer witnesses, and none of my customers seemed to mind that I forgot they were there for a few seconds. And I still sold lots of things and didn't break the airport, so I consider this a successful day. And I calmed down eventually--I'd say after about five or so? so at least I don't think I'm permanently damaged. :P
I'm reading Juliet by Anne Fortier. It's weird in that I'm not sure I actually like it, but when I read it's very absorbing--I almost missed my bus stop coming home. So that's impressive. (I also bought myself a used copy of Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and I'm really excited to finally read it once it arrives. I love books.)
I still think about my ex-best friend a lot.
A customer asked me if Minnesota is known for anything. I said, "Being really cold and having silly accents."
I hate when people yell at their children on the bus/train.
Leftover pizza is a fantabulous thing.
And now I sleep.
Apparently my brain finally noticed the new increase of chemicals and decided to react riotously, so I spent the day feeling a strange, intense combination of anxious/teary/hyper/drowsy. Only more than that. I honestly can't articulate it. At some point I scribbled on scrap paper, "I feel like a jagged line" and I have no idea what it means but I'm pretty sure that's as close as I can get to explaining just how weird I felt today. Like a jagged line.
It probably goes without saying that I was a little out of it at work; luckily I was in a smaller store by myself with fewer witnesses, and none of my customers seemed to mind that I forgot they were there for a few seconds. And I still sold lots of things and didn't break the airport, so I consider this a successful day. And I calmed down eventually--I'd say after about five or so? so at least I don't think I'm permanently damaged. :P
I'm reading Juliet by Anne Fortier. It's weird in that I'm not sure I actually like it, but when I read it's very absorbing--I almost missed my bus stop coming home. So that's impressive. (I also bought myself a used copy of Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and I'm really excited to finally read it once it arrives. I love books.)
I still think about my ex-best friend a lot.
A customer asked me if Minnesota is known for anything. I said, "Being really cold and having silly accents."
I hate when people yell at their children on the bus/train.
Leftover pizza is a fantabulous thing.
And now I sleep.