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Feb 11, 2010 00:31

I love that Sesame Street song. ^ Might be better tomorrow, but doubtful that I'm gonna blog tomorrow, so might as well use it on the 11th...

I've felt like i was on pretty unstable footing for the past couple of weeks, mentally speaking. Things got bad, severe freak outs were had, panic attacks fostered unintentionally, things argued over, things talked about, things now getting much better. Fuck it is hard to be a human. In this time not only have i again become addicted to cigarettes (bad) i have also come to some realizations about myself that were for some reason difficult to come by (good). All in all...fucking TIRING week.

I am grateful for my excellent friends Robert and Susan who were so generous to me and such kind human beings when i was in need of support. I should mention i am also jealous of their gorgeous little Multnomah Village two bedroom rental house and i want to steal it from them. ;)

I just finished cooking (and eating) an amazing meal for four, consisting of brussel sprouts spiced with Indian seeds and balsamic vinegar, chicken vegetable rice pilaf (a low fat mix from a package but oh so tasty), and Trader Joe' Mandarin Orange Chicken. YUM. I've felt kind of weird all day, worn out, spacey headed, almost like i was feverish but without a fever, so i think i'm just going to veg and pass out early tonight. Other than finishing my taxes and cooking dinner i haven't gotten anything done today, but i deserve a rest...

food, sick, friends, stress, tired, panic attacks

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