I want to make myself a t-shirt. The problem is that I can't decide if I want it to say "Fake American", "Unreal American", or "Surreal American". So I think a poll is in order.
Poll What Kind of Anti-American Am I? OK, other than discovering that I'm not a "real" American (and apparently
don't work for a living, either), life has been going fairly well these days. When I'm not glued to the political blogosphere, I've been working on my performance for the Buffalo, NY
Haflaween. I'm doing a sword dance to the Jesus & Mary Chain's "Reverence" & it's shaping up to be pretty cool-- so long as I actually remember the choreography when I'm performing, which is always the issue for me when I'm performing solo. But then, so long as I can think of *something* to do, it turns out OK, since the only one who knows I've messed up is me. The problem is that I tend to be my own worst critic. So, anyone who's in the Buffalo area with nothing to do on Saturday evening should head on over to the Gateway Gallery from 6 to 10. Admission is only $7 & there'll be food as well as bunches of bodacious dancers & live music.
They've officially shifted my work shift at work. Instead of 7 am to 3 pm, I know work 7:30 to 3:30. I'm still attempting to get myself up at the same time I was before so this has resulted in me actually getting to work on time, which makes everyone happy.
Meanwhile, I have a new p-doc. I can't see the one I used to see because I have insurance now & her program is funded specifically for people without. Bummer. I like the new guy- who's adorable & probably a few years younger than me- but I'm finding that I have to explain things all over again. I told him my biggest problem currently is that I have a hell of a time waking up. His solution was that we needed to regulate my sleep cycle by adding melatonin. I tried it before to help with my sleep issues & it didn't do anything. Turns out it does do something- it makes it even harder for me to wake up. After being at least 20 minutes late for work three days running, I stopped taking it (the same lateness & it's cause are what caused the folks at work to adjust my schedule). He did also recommend me for individual psychotherapy, though, which I haven't done since I left school (since my t-doc was through the school). I think it's probably a good idea but I'm starting to wonder when I'm going to squeeze everything in- particularly as I'm starting up my usual Holiday gig at the engraving place at the Mall.
Whee!