Comfortably Numb
The past few months have been odd. Thanks to the celexa (I assume that's the reason), I feel like I've been coasting on this pleasant-but-unremarkable cloud. Aside from work, there's nothing particularly special to mark the days. And while that's certainly better than all the highs and lows and getting teary from PMS, it also leaves me with this weird sense of wasted time. Seems like ALL I've done for the past month is go to work and play Facebook games*. I'm not even knitting as much anymore, and I'm sorta slipping back into myself. (That's partly why I'm way behind on replying to comments. I'm really sorry about that.) I guess I miss being involved in fandom or just online life in general, but there isn't much to spark my interest. Wish there were! And it's very strange not to be going downtown to Dragon*Con, though there isn't anything huge drawing me there. Maybe things will have turned around by this time next year!
In conclusion: woe is me. My life is so very hard. Waaaah. Now I shall slink off to play stupid Facebook games and remember that, all told, I have a pretty good life in spite of the above!
* Good lord, I'm utterly addicted to Cityville, to the point of actually paying money to get bonuses and such. It's shameful, but I can't stop. If any of y'all are also on Cityville, let me know so I can add you as a neighbor. I promise to send you lots of game gifts and so on! ;)
In conclusion: woe is me. My life is so very hard. Waaaah. Now I shall slink off to play stupid Facebook games and remember that, all told, I have a pretty good life in spite of the above!
* Good lord, I'm utterly addicted to Cityville, to the point of actually paying money to get bonuses and such. It's shameful, but I can't stop. If any of y'all are also on Cityville, let me know so I can add you as a neighbor. I promise to send you lots of game gifts and so on! ;)