Steph, I've been stepping down my Wellbutrin (mostly because I'm putting off dealing with finding a prescribing doc) and today I am in a foul foul foul horrible mental place.

Does it also have to do with finding out I didn't get a job, the fact it's been dark and rainy all day, and the fact that TULANE'S JOB WEBSITE makes me want to put my fist through my netbook!? I don't know. However, I feel like I'm jumping out of my skin.

Follow up: Okay, so the IRS news wasn't quite as good as I'd hoped, but it looks like it is still going to be significantly better than our initial fears, so yay.

In terms of the OMGWTFDEDFRMCUTE puppies, I'd love any input you could give me, Bonny. Your expertise is much appreciated. I agree that Posey's personality sounds ideal, and she is such a cute thing. I am a big sucker for HUGE Shepherds, though, that Misty and Letty and Nika are also really appealing. I'll know more once I hear from the foster families and can go meet them in person. I wish ND were here to help me pick one--I know he wishes so too--but I don't want to wait and miss my chance at one of these beautiful little girls. I also would like a couple of weeks in our house to establish routines and give the cats some time to adjust before we take her down to D's mom mid-July.

Also, Tep, I'm sorry for the evil meds experience. That's so miserable. Just try to keep thinking about the light at the end of the tunnel--you will get there.

Also, Tep, I'm sorry for the evil meds experience. That's so miserable. Just try to keep thinking about the light at the end of the tunnel--you will get there.

Even though the itchy is mostly gone, the brain zaps are weird (I've never really had them before when I've gone off an AD, because I've always been paranoid and titrated down verrrrrrrrry slowly) and disconcerting.

So I think at this point I'm not going to start the Prozac until after vacation. Because we leave in 5 days, and *if* it doesn't sit well with me, I don't want to have a bad reaction at the beach. I can wait another couple of weeks, by now. My Ativan is refilled, and vacation will be mellow anyway, so it should be fine. As long as I don't run screaming down the beach "OMG I AM SO BROKEN AND HIDEOUS BUT I HAVE SKIN!!!!!"

I hear that's offputting and strange.

The cat who we had to take to the vet Sunday morning came home last night and is surprisingly perky for someone who had to have his broken ribs and cracked skull put back together. Now he wants his human to rub his chin, which is inadvisable due to the wires holding his head together. But mondo points for the recuperative powers of kitties. Hopefully this will teach him that the big noisy things on round feet are to be avoided.

Oh, Connie! Yikes indeed.

Steph, I have had the brain zaps and they suck so bad. I'm tapering off Cymbalta and onto Zoloft, so I'm just trying to observe whatever the fuck happens without judging it. Easier said than done, of course.

Eek, Connie! Poor kitty.

Brain zaps are awful. I only got them once (transitioning off either Zoloft or Wellbutrin--can't remember now), but that was enough.

Sooo....IRS news turns out to be not so good after all, but ND says he thinks we may have left off one major business deduction, so we're going to try one more thing and cross our fingers. But I refuse to be bummed, because still PUPPY!

Connie I'm so glad poor kitty is going to get better. I just tossed an elizabethan collar in with my cat's stuff because you never know. It's also a sort of talisman because I thought if I didn't save it she would surely be injured again soon.

I just heard myself say, "I want to keep one of these old school POM tea glasses because they don't make them like this anymore." oh dear. I think my decision-making abilities have expired for the night.

And if that kid in the park across the street doesn't stop blowing that fucking whistle I am going over there to shove it down his throat.

Ugh, packing. Sorry, Laga, that's no fun.

I just heard myself say, "I want to keep one of these old school POM tea glasses because they don't make them like this anymore." oh dear. I think my decision-making abilities have expired for the night.

Heh. Yeah, I think you may be right.

Hey omnis, without looking at the boxes, D ended up putting the DVDs in a box that said "DVDs" and the books in a box that said "books". Freaky, huh?