Just awake and in a great deal of emotional pain. Add the stress of Photoshop CS crashing on a regular basis, an eBay auctioner requiring payment ASAP and then NOT including his mailing address on the invoice, and taking my psychiatrist's note into Ipsos-Reid this afternoon, and I'm wrecked up even more.
I caught myself looking fixedly at the studio box-cutters while waiting for Eudora mail to load. Not good. Maybe I'll take yet another tranquillizer, though I really hate using "spot" medication so often.
I'm trying to turn my mind by thinking of positive things, but can't seem to make it stick for very long. More than anything else I'm just so damned tired, a kind of tired that eleven hours of sleep doesn't even begin to touch because it's a weariness of the soul.
Okay. Positive things.
1) The rice cooker George and I received for Christmas from John and Susan. It's a wonderful little device, and we're really looking forward to firing it up some evening soon.
2) All the pictures we've recently "discovered" of Micawber (though that also brings back an intense longing for him and for our old apartment).
3) The fact that I have a regular project in The Hardy Boys, even though right now working on it is like dragging myself through broken glass.
4) The way my thighs are starting to get noticably thinner. Exercise actually works. D'oh.
5) The Great Monthly Bleed-Off is almost over. Huzzah!
6) The movie score to Chicago. "Cell Block Tango" totally rocks.
7) All my LJ friends who read posts like this and don't get utterly sick and tired of me.
I caught myself looking fixedly at the studio box-cutters while waiting for Eudora mail to load. Not good. Maybe I'll take yet another tranquillizer, though I really hate using "spot" medication so often.
I'm trying to turn my mind by thinking of positive things, but can't seem to make it stick for very long. More than anything else I'm just so damned tired, a kind of tired that eleven hours of sleep doesn't even begin to touch because it's a weariness of the soul.
Okay. Positive things.
1) The rice cooker George and I received for Christmas from John and Susan. It's a wonderful little device, and we're really looking forward to firing it up some evening soon.
2) All the pictures we've recently "discovered" of Micawber (though that also brings back an intense longing for him and for our old apartment).
3) The fact that I have a regular project in The Hardy Boys, even though right now working on it is like dragging myself through broken glass.
4) The way my thighs are starting to get noticably thinner. Exercise actually works. D'oh.
5) The Great Monthly Bleed-Off is almost over. Huzzah!
6) The movie score to Chicago. "Cell Block Tango" totally rocks.
7) All my LJ friends who read posts like this and don't get utterly sick and tired of me.
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You remain in my thoughts and prayers. ::hugs::
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Yes, exercise works quite nicely. *has noticed her own legs growing quite muscular since she moved out to the dorms, where she has a fifteen minute walk to the quad every week day* Do you play music while you work out?
Also... *hugs CD* Love you.
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And I work out to a Kathy Smith step exercise video that includes music. :-)
*hugs back*
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And don't ever not post how you're feeling because you think people would "get sick of you". If you can't let it out here, where can you let it out?
*cuddles crowdog*
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And I, for one, am certainly not sick of you. :)
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You know what I just realized? I haven't mailed off your Christmas gift yet. Gack!
Er... New Years present?
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S'all good *hugs* ^^
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And I'm glad that my posts help, even a little.
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It always seemed to make me feel taller. :)
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Neo: "Oh, no. You're not getting me mixed up in this. You're not... I won't... yeah, a download WOULD let me speak Hungarian, but..."
*cut to Neo in a corset and high heels, protesting: "Uh-uh! Not...guilty!"*
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I love the chicago soundtrack too..i've been known to belt out "when you're good to mama" while in traffic lol.
Rice cookers rock in what they do, but just to warn you they are hellish to clean. One of my friends had one in a college dorm and guess who always ended up cleaning it?? ugh.
Anyhoo, you're in my thoughts and prayers as always.