15,035 Days Alive
Today was not a good day. Tomorrow should be better.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Oversleeping and Overthinking
Tag: Thursday post
Of Procrastination and Perfect Times
14,958 Days Alive
66 Days Since My Last Post
4 Migraines in That Time Period
1 New Romantic Partner
I had stepped away from Postmark Wonderland, intending to take a day or two break from posting. That was two months ago.
Continue reading “Of Procrastination and Perfect Times”Of Tea Spills and Torrential Downpours
14,889 Days Alive
4 Layers of Clothing Soaked Through Getting from My Vehicle to the Front Door
1 Spilled Cup of Slightly Splenda-Sweetened Sweet Tea
Physics defeated me this evening by reminding me that an object in motion will stay in motion unless acted upon otherwise. What does that mean? My hand, and a good square foot of my bedroom carpet, got covered in diabetic-friendly sweet tea.
Continue reading “Of Tea Spills and Torrential Downpours”Of Dance Magic Dance and Damn
14,805 Days Alive
102 Minutes of Labyrinth Enjoyed with Rose
$23.87 For a Large Popcorn, a Large Drink, and a Pack of Twizzlers
Okay, first things first: seeing Labyrinth in an actual movie theater with Rose was awesome! I made Rose absolutely lose her mind with laughter at the noise I made when I saw the price of a movie snack combo. Like, that’s maybe a dollar less than what it cost to feed Lucian, Brian, and I on a Taco Bell run.
Continue reading “Of Dance Magic Dance and Damn”Of Stockings and Spazzing Out
14,791 Days Alive
3 Chocolate Mint Candy Canes Taken from the Box
Another quick entry here. I don’t know what is going on with my account. I just had to reset the password for the third time in two days. Someone seems to be trying to get in, but thankfully they have not yet.
Christmas Eve and morning was awesome except for the slightly stale donuts I picked up at the grocery store yesterday. We did not get to Chinese food today because I had a panic attack and then a post-panic attack headache that nearly incapacitated me for the rest of the evening. I don’t even think I had dinner.
I’m going to go to bed. I will share pictures of our wonderful stockings and such later this week.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Cookies and Caution
14,784 Days Alive
33 Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Cookies Baked Tonight
0 Spoons Left
If I get to sleep before two am, it will be a miracle. I’ve made cookies for the company potluck tomorrow. I’ve tried to go to bed early. It is just after eleven and I have been flipping over like an annoyed rotisserie chicken.
I’m just going to take an anti-anxiety med.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Endings and Everything Else
14,770 Days Alive
2,208 Days Straight on Duolingo
3 Tires Pumped Full of Air
2 Slices of Supreme Deep Dish Pizza Eaten
Tonight is the final full moon of 2025. I have maybe three set goals for next year. It’s very hard for me to think forward what all I want to do is have everything stop.
Continue reading “Of Endings and Everything Else”Of Helping and Hurting
14,763 Days Alive
4 Slices of Turkey Eaten
Well, I now have bursitis in both hips. So that… sucks. Heh. Thanksgiving was nice; we went to a community buffet dinner thing out on by a queer-friendly restaurant in town. And tomorrow will be nice to have off as well.
May your day tomorrow be lovely.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola
14,756 Days Alive
2 Weeks From Today is the 4th of December
Trigger warning: speaking on the loss of parents.
I feel like I’m not allowed to be as sad as I am about my Daddy’s death anniversary. it’s two weeks from today exactly. He’s been gone since 2018; I literally didn’t know what to do that day. Meaning the day after I got the phone call at something like three in the morning.
Continue reading “Of Cold Snaps and Coca Cola”Of Mary Shelly and Midwestern Meals
14,750 Days Alive
40 Ounces No-Bean Chili
2 Lbs of Frozen Tater Tots
1st Viewing of Guillermo del Toro’s Frankenstein
Llama is in town still and it was a movie and a Midwestern chili dog tater tot casserole for dinner tonight. Both aspects were delightful, albeit in vastly different ways.
Continue reading “Of Mary Shelly and Midwestern Meals”Of Root Beer and a Radio Show
14,742 Days Alive
2,606 Days Straight on Postmark Wonderland
2,182 Days in a Row on Duolingo (Esperanto and Spanish)
1 Amazing New Friend Met
This blog of mine went live in the immediate wake of my diagnosis as bipolar back in autumn of 2018. It is an online haven of my struggles, successes, trials, adventures, mishaps, and medical/therapudic experiences. It’s not for everyone, and that’s okay.
Continue reading “Of Root Beer and a Radio Show”Of Halloween and Hot Dogs
14,735 Days Alive
1 Bad Brain Day
Edit: posts work a LOT better if one remembers to hit “post”. Ugh.
I need to get a planner. I’m better at keeping track of certain aspects of my life on paper rather than digitally.
Continue reading “Of Halloween and Hot Dogs”Of Cracked Hands and Cash Flow
14,727 Days Alive
11 Documents to Generate for a Client
7 Days Till I Get Paid Again
5 Episodes of Blown Away Watched
Okay, so my hands are in agony right now. To the point where they were just red and cracking and hurt to even breathe on them. I got help from Lucian and Brian, thankfully.
Continue reading “Of Cracked Hands and Cash Flow”
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