Anyhoo, not much to say.
Things have been...building up I guess....and when that happens I have a tendency to hide so I don't have to think about anything...I just let...everything flow. It's easier...and then, when everything isn't so in my face I can sit think...and judge...and stuff.
I was just getting out of that whole...go to bed...sleep like a rock...wake up with no remembered dreams...and still feeling really tired and worn out business when I woke up the next day.
I was all sorts of happy. I enjoy dreaming and waking up feeling like I can take on the day without crashing and burning.
Then life kinda just said...Fuck that. Back down you go.
::heaves sigh::
Went and got my work up. Found some more stuff wrong...some other things kinda fixed but not completely...So I have to take more meds.
On Sat. I was kinda trying to make them last. I didn't want to take them all at once for some reason.
Then, Sun. I was getting a lot of flack.
Dad was throwing fits...and...Aric....yeah...with Paul...ugh, and I couldn't go to the VC party thing. I really really wanted to go. But, by the time I should have been getting ready everything was...screaming in my head and I couldn't concentrate. Hate that feeling.
So, I took some of the meds and went back to bed. Got up later, read a book.
Then some problems came up that I had to deal with, and that got me tense all over again, and then Brett called and asked if I wanted to go to Rio Rancho with him. By that time I really wanted out of the house and talking with Brett helps a whole hell of a lot.
So, I chugged the rest of the medications plus some and ran out the door before my dad could really think of any reasons why I shouldn't go.
By the time we hit Frost rd I was all sorts of mellow.
Rescue Remedy is the shiznit!
Went to meet Brett's dad. That was cool. He makes really good chili. Now I want to make some.
That's an idea...
After that we drove to Marty's house and hung out for an hour or so. That was fun. Haven't been able to just hang out for a while with people. Ick
But yeah, felt better. Got home....Crashed.
Today has gone ok so far. Dad hasn't gotten home...Waiting for the explosion.
Yay...::rolls eyes::
Gonna go think up supper now.
Things have been...building up I guess....and when that happens I have a tendency to hide so I don't have to think about anything...I just let...everything flow. It's easier...and then, when everything isn't so in my face I can sit think...and judge...and stuff.
I was just getting out of that whole...go to bed...sleep like a rock...wake up with no remembered dreams...and still feeling really tired and worn out business when I woke up the next day.
I was all sorts of happy. I enjoy dreaming and waking up feeling like I can take on the day without crashing and burning.
Then life kinda just said...Fuck that. Back down you go.
::heaves sigh::
Went and got my work up. Found some more stuff wrong...some other things kinda fixed but not completely...So I have to take more meds.
On Sat. I was kinda trying to make them last. I didn't want to take them all at once for some reason.
Then, Sun. I was getting a lot of flack.
Dad was throwing fits...and...Aric....yeah...with Paul...ugh, and I couldn't go to the VC party thing. I really really wanted to go. But, by the time I should have been getting ready everything was...screaming in my head and I couldn't concentrate. Hate that feeling.
So, I took some of the meds and went back to bed. Got up later, read a book.
Then some problems came up that I had to deal with, and that got me tense all over again, and then Brett called and asked if I wanted to go to Rio Rancho with him. By that time I really wanted out of the house and talking with Brett helps a whole hell of a lot.
So, I chugged the rest of the medications plus some and ran out the door before my dad could really think of any reasons why I shouldn't go.
By the time we hit Frost rd I was all sorts of mellow.
Rescue Remedy is the shiznit!
Went to meet Brett's dad. That was cool. He makes really good chili. Now I want to make some.
That's an idea...
After that we drove to Marty's house and hung out for an hour or so. That was fun. Haven't been able to just hang out for a while with people. Ick
But yeah, felt better. Got home....Crashed.
Today has gone ok so far. Dad hasn't gotten home...Waiting for the explosion.
Yay...::rolls eyes::
Gonna go think up supper now.
posted by Crystal at 9:46 PM
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