dude, whoa. trippy.
You know what feels really frickin' weird? When you've been on Paxil for a few months, and then out of the blue you get lazy about refilling your Rx, so you go without for 2 (count 'em, t-w-o) days. I'm sooooooo tripped out.... I'm dizzy just lying down. If i point my toes, my upper left arm tingles. If I turn my head a bit, my left hand tingles. If I make almost any kind of sudden movement, my lips go numb for a second. Raise my right shoulder? The top of my head shimmies. Apart from all this joy and fun, I alternate between dripping sweat and freezing, in what I like to call the "hey I'm waaaaaay too young for menopause!" effect. Along with some unmentionable stomach symptoms. Thank goodness I refilled it this morning and took one asap. Ugh.
25 years coming up soon. ...I need to figure things out. /sob/ And to think, when I was in 6th grade I thought I'd be graduated from some high-up-there college league and be earning lots of $green$. Like the man said, "Get used to disappointment."
There's a combo monthly shindig and b-day party at Chanda's. Looking forward to it. I hope I remember to wear a sari, one of the ones mom brought back from her first trip.
The gerbils are still cute and a source of much joy. I need to spend less time with WoW and more with gerbils. (I am still really liking WoW, though the server I play on has started to be laglicious.... I wish character server transfers were available... /sigh). I still can't tell the brown gerbils apart. They need renaming too, Badger doesn't have her stripe so much, and Timid never did seem to fit. Frodo and Secunda still work though.
Loki gets his collar off next week. Poor puppy. Thor's gotten much quieter even when the bark control collar isn't on. Hooray!
Life without mom is pretty much like before, except quieter, with a cleaner kitchen table, and being excluded from grocery shopping. Dad's communications skills are still as great as they ever were. Thank goodness I'm on mom's Sam's Club credit card, or I'd be living off of Jimmy Dean sausage and old man cereal.
25 years coming up soon. ...I need to figure things out. /sob/ And to think, when I was in 6th grade I thought I'd be graduated from some high-up-there college league and be earning lots of $green$. Like the man said, "Get used to disappointment."
There's a combo monthly shindig and b-day party at Chanda's. Looking forward to it. I hope I remember to wear a sari, one of the ones mom brought back from her first trip.
The gerbils are still cute and a source of much joy. I need to spend less time with WoW and more with gerbils. (I am still really liking WoW, though the server I play on has started to be laglicious.... I wish character server transfers were available... /sigh). I still can't tell the brown gerbils apart. They need renaming too, Badger doesn't have her stripe so much, and Timid never did seem to fit. Frodo and Secunda still work though.
Loki gets his collar off next week. Poor puppy. Thor's gotten much quieter even when the bark control collar isn't on. Hooray!
Life without mom is pretty much like before, except quieter, with a cleaner kitchen table, and being excluded from grocery shopping. Dad's communications skills are still as great as they ever were. Thank goodness I'm on mom's Sam's Club credit card, or I'd be living off of Jimmy Dean sausage and old man cereal.