The day is rainy and I feel quiet and introspective. I have to go to the Phila Art Museum today and meet up with my Italian Renaissance Art class ( Read more... )

I kind of got used to my stressy crankiness. This mellowness is oddly annoying and yet soothing at the same time. After the first three days, I am supposed to take 2 Wellbutrins per day. I think I will stick to one. No brain oatmeal for me. The only thing that worries me about anti-depressants and psychotropics in general is losing my creativity. ( Read more... )

Time has once again baffled me. while I was paying for my dr. pepper, trident gum and cheese danish at Wawa, I look up and notice the sign that says, If you were born before this day in 1984 you are legal to buy cigarettes. After pondering the logic and math of 18 being the age that you could buy smokes at and 1984 as a year. It couldn't be that ( Read more... )

Grr! I have been totally craving cigaretes like every hour on the hour. I usually have a cigarette or two while at work, but this is getting ridiculous. I feel the anxiety surge through my veins, from my toes to my hair folicles. I feel all tingly and my stomach is in knots. I need a smoke. I'm not so stressed out today. So, I don't know why I am ( Read more... )