Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,676 Days Alive
26 Books Planned to Be Read So Far
1 (Ugly) Updated Resume
Well, it looks like my days alive count got thrown off again. I don’t know how. I’m going to blame brain fog.
Continue reading “Of Starbucks and Starting Over”
13,673 Days Alive
I’ve got a headache form clenching my jaw too long while chatting with someone.
It’s late as fuck, so I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
13,672 Days Alive
1178 Days Straight on Duolingo
4 Years Since Daddy’s Passing
1 Cold Day
I met up with one of my siblings today to pass along my old Kindle to my mother. It went relatively well, though my sibling was over half an hour late.
Continue reading “Of Star Trek and Sadness”
13,671 Days Alive
It’s coming up on the anniversary of my dad’s death. I’m not doing okay. I’m having a rough go of it in many ways.
I’m just going to bed in self-defense.
Take your meds, folks.
13,670 Days Alive
1 New/Old Video Game Picked Up
Mellon and I took up playing RuneScape this evening. It’s an old video game from 2001.
It’s really fun and we’ll be able to game together and do quests without my computer overheating. I really need to get a cooling mat for the old girl.
Speaking of need, I need to get a set of old man cat stairs for Spock. I’ve noticed he sometimes has trouble jumping down from the bed. I’ve added some to my Amazon wishlist, but it’s unfortunately low on the financial priority list.
Financially? I’m a little fucked. I’m getting maybe under fifty hours a paycheck. Ugh. I’m going to have to get a second job.
I, thankfully, have supportive and wonderful friends so I was able to get my meds. I am going to have to ask the Papas for help with groceries, but we have a good bit before I need to do that. At least a week or so.
I can’t wait for the end of the month. I won’t be able to go see Mellon til their birthday on the 31st. I’ve asked off so I can take the train to see them. I miss them a lot.
We had a discussion last night about how I wasn’t ready to say that I love Mellon, as I’m a little gun shy emotionally after the fiasco that was my divorce. But the potential for a deeper emotional connection is completely on the table. We just need to keep communicating as we have been, open and honest.
I’m going to head to bed. I’m bleedy, over-hydrated, and exhausted.
Take your meds, folks.
13,669 Days Alive
2 Chocolates Eaten
Well, I read a witchy book from cover to cover today after work. Took me less than an hour. I don’t known if that speaks to my reading speed ability or if it was just a short book. In all honesty, it seemed more a collection of spells than an actual book-book.
Continue reading “Of Spell Books and Spockers”
13,669 Days Alive
I’m on the bus to work and I know that today is going to be An Interesting Day. Why?
Continue reading “Of Praying and Pancakes”
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