Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,674 Days Alive
2,127 Days Straight on Duolingo
I went to bed after two am this morning. I woke up at 0629 on the nose. No reason at all. Could not go back to sleep no matter what I tried.
Continue reading “Of Macaroni and Manic?”
14,673 Days Alive
4 Movies “By Association”
1 Wendy’s Junior Cheeseburger Eaten as Part of Dinner
Okay, so, this might seem a little random but I really miss Robin Williams’ movies. I could rattle off more than a few of his movies off the top of my head. I could associate at least one role with a particular emotion, even. But holy fuck do I hate having depression in common with him.
Continue reading “Of Batty and Burgers”
14,669 Days Alive
2,122 Days Straight on Duolingo
2 Small Bookshelves Assembled Today
1 Small Art Project Done
I did not one, not two, not even just three, but four things today after work! I left work early for a pre-planned appointment and got home maybe 45 minutes earlier than I usually do.
Continue reading “Of Bat Mirrors and Bookshelves”
14,668 Days Alive
2,121 Days Straight on Duolingo
Lucian and I spent a good two and a half hours this evening going through the massive amount of acrylic yarn that I have acquired over the years. I’m talking stuff from before my marriage to Stephanie in 2017.
Continue reading “Of Altars and A Lot of Yarn”
14,666 Days Alive
3 Egg Rolls Eaten
1 Still Yet to be Built Bedframe
I did not have a good day… week… month? August has been fucking rough. I’m just tired. And whomever lives above us is blasting their television. Ugh.
I am going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
14,662 Days Alive
$32.99 to Make my Artistic Dreams Come to Life
1 Ridiculous, Amazing Idea
I want to buy a bottle of Stuart Semple’s Black 2.0 paint. Why? So I can make ART.
Continue reading “Of Black Paint and Batty Bats”
14,660 Days Alive
2 Chicago Style Hot Dogs Eaten
I am starting to try and get my room in order this weekend. I hope to build the bookcases and my altar tomorrow during daylight hours.
For now, it is time to sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
14,655 Days Alive
2,755 Posts So Far
2,513 Days Since My Bipolar Diagnosis
4 Books Picked Up at the Library
We were talking about needing a laugh so we were telling each other about our favorite Carol Burnett moments. Mine is the “famous” elephant show blooper.
Continue reading “Of Bloopers and Boxed Mac and Cheese”
14,652 Days Alive
2.5 Pork Egg Rolls Eaten
1 Not-So-Fun Fact Learned Today
I want one of the blue raspberry ice cups we have in the freezer. But it’s not a good choice with it being minutes to midnight right now. So I shall refrain this time.
Continue reading “Of Italian Ice and Idiocy”
14,650 Days Alive
533 Words Written for This Week’s Discussion Board Post
2 Slices of Pizza for Dinner
1 Ridiculous and Amazing Goodwill Purchase
Well. Today was an absolute shitshow. Just… didn’t sleep well, forgot to post last night’s blog entry before passing out reading, really rough day at work…
Continue reading “Of Opinions and Options”
14,649 Days Alive
3 Wendy’s Sandwiches Picked Up for Dinner
2 New Supplements I’m Supposed to Start Taking
1 Unhappy Hip
I had my bloodwork follow up with my primary care physician today. The basic breakdown is that, to no one’s shock at all, I am still iron-deficient anemic. Also, my Vitamin D is super low. Not like, rickets low, but pretty damn bad.
Continue reading “Of Doctor’s Appointments and Drive Through Dinners”
14,646 Days Alive
$10.00 Burger, Fries, and Pie Meal at Perkins
1 Cup Iced Vietnamese Coffee Enjoyed
I met a new friend today! Their name is Jazmine and they’re a local, queer writer. We met off BumbleBFF. I kind of refuse to just languish in an island of social isolation here.
Continue reading “Of Bursitis and Burgers”
14,645 Days Alive
7 Tacos Purchased for Dinner
12 Hours Until I Go to Meet a New Friend
2 Bookcases Purchased
I have both therapy (8a.m) and a new friend meetup at a local coffee shop (noon) tomorrow! I am very excited about the latter and cautiously optimistic about the former.
Continue reading “Of Taco Meat and Tomorrow Morning”
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