Sunday, Sunny Sunday
The new laptop is wonderful. I'm enjoying it immensely. In fact, I'm on the porch at 356 Meyren posting this as we speak. It's been an odd past few days and I won't go into it right now, if ever.
The meds have leveled out. I'm back to a more level Jumbelic minus a few obvious differences (I let more things slide and have been able to control my temper better) and I still, unfortunately, let myself slide into bouts of depression but they don't last as long as are far more infrequent.
I called my dad today for Father's Day. I got the machine. Somehow it was easier to say that I love him and that I'm trying my best to do right by him and that I appreciate everything he's done for me (including this new laptop).
Went out to the Sand Bar at Sandcastle last night with Brian and Mariah. Tried drinking a little on the meds. I threw away my 50 cent Gin and Tonic ... couldn't decide if it was the meds or the well gin that was making it taste so nasty. So I tried a 50 cent draft of Yingling Lager which tasted fine, so it was the well gin. I miss drinking. Socially. I'll get over it.
Meeting Cory at some point to go to Avalon for dollar shopping then Sean around quarter to four to go to the Arts Fest dahntahn 'n at. Gonna hook up with Brian and Mariah at four thirty in front of the fountain with Brian's parents.
I feel like such a heel for not sending a card home for father's day. But I did call. And now I'm latching on to everyone else. haha ... I'm such a leech. I really should invest in a life, had I the money to do so.
Oh well. Fuck this post.
The meds have leveled out. I'm back to a more level Jumbelic minus a few obvious differences (I let more things slide and have been able to control my temper better) and I still, unfortunately, let myself slide into bouts of depression but they don't last as long as are far more infrequent.
I called my dad today for Father's Day. I got the machine. Somehow it was easier to say that I love him and that I'm trying my best to do right by him and that I appreciate everything he's done for me (including this new laptop).
Went out to the Sand Bar at Sandcastle last night with Brian and Mariah. Tried drinking a little on the meds. I threw away my 50 cent Gin and Tonic ... couldn't decide if it was the meds or the well gin that was making it taste so nasty. So I tried a 50 cent draft of Yingling Lager which tasted fine, so it was the well gin. I miss drinking. Socially. I'll get over it.
Meeting Cory at some point to go to Avalon for dollar shopping then Sean around quarter to four to go to the Arts Fest dahntahn 'n at. Gonna hook up with Brian and Mariah at four thirty in front of the fountain with Brian's parents.
I feel like such a heel for not sending a card home for father's day. But I did call. And now I'm latching on to everyone else. haha ... I'm such a leech. I really should invest in a life, had I the money to do so.
Oh well. Fuck this post.