A month on the Lamictal and it's like someone put a new generator in me. I'm getting shit done and a lot of times it's not even stuff I'd planned on doing. Never should have gone off the stuff in the first place, but it was giving me headaches. That was, however, at a much higher dose than what I'm on now. My new shrink says we'll leave it at this ( Read more... )

Two weeks back on meds. I'm feeling pretty mellow, or, more to the point, sleepy. The Klonopin helps me sleep very well, but it also means by 8pm I'm ready to take my nightly dose and go to bed. That used to be my prime writing time and I'm having a hard time getting motivated to finish off my current story I'm working on. More about later, though ( Read more... )

Man, that big bang really sucked all the life out of me; I honestly don't know if I'm going to try that again or not. I was so down in the dumps when I was done that I considered calling up my doctor to ask her to put me back on anti-depressant/bipolar meds. I may still do that; winter can fuck with me pretty bad. Just because I'm currently in a ( Read more... )

but I am, as usual, futzing around with tumblr, reading my friends list on LJ and DW, playing solitaire, reading fanfic, watching TV and only desultorily adding (very few) words to my big bang. I was hoping to get more done today, but I've allowed myself to be majorly distracted by all the things I listed. However, I did manage 1100 words last ( Read more... )

that comes from really getting sweaty when you're cleaning something. I did the kitchen today (every three weeks on my schedule), but didn't do the usual wipe the counters, mop the floor and call it done. Today was move EVERYTHING, the toaster, the microwave, the cannisters, the coffee pot, EVERYTHING. Got out the Works and sprayed it all down, ( Read more... )

At last, I have found a plot for my trekreversebang story! Yay! Now, to start writing. Thank heaven I only need 6000 words for this one. Also, huge thanks to Firefly for having the perfect story to riff off of. :D Anybody up for having Spock being burned at the stake for being a witch? Heheeee!

( Cut for maundering, enter if you want existential angst spooged all over you )

Not that work was so overwhelming I couldn't catch up after a week away, I did, by noon yesterday. Outlook inbox cleaned out, voicemails noted (no answer at one and I need to consult with an instructor on the other), snail mailbox done and the inbox on my desk cleaned out bar one task that required the coordinator actually be there, which she wasn' ( Read more... )

It's been longer than I realized since I updated! I keep meaning to post, but I have to admit I've had my head down reading all the STBB fics I could get my grubby little mitts on. I still have plenty to read, but I've been hearing that nagging little voice in the back of my head saying, "Post! Your friends are missing you." So, being the ( Read more... )

didn't lead to getting more done around the condo. In fact, I've been slacking heavily on the chores for the past couple of weeks. I've a bad tendency of getting caught up, thinking "well, that's done," but like the Hyperbole and a Half blog, it never really is. The rallying cry at b.org has become, "CLEAN ALL THE THINGS." Eh, I only wish I had ( Read more... )

when I am well and truly past menopause. When I am out the other side and will know that I can drink coffee and red wine without adverse reaction. When hot sweats are something I will long for on cold days and not curse to the depths when it's 85 out (and 85% humidity) and I'm walking a mile home because my car ran out of gas and when I get there, ( Read more... )