I'm sorry you have to go through the jangles, Windsprrow, but you really wouldn't be so good at your job if you couldn't hold it together so well when you need to. And the stress has to come out some how.
and cholesterol. I am on a drug for it because I have diabetes and they want my cholesterol down to same level that someone who has had a heart attack should be at. My combined number is 200 , but my ratio is fantastic. For a while i had a job where I walked slowly for two hours 5 days a week . When I stopped that job my good cholesterol dropped. So I started walking a little more. ( It worked ) I think exercise is the key , but then again, everyone is different
I'm pretty sure the US prison system has become a giant holding tank for drug addicts and the mentally ill with along with some violent criminals and gang members tossed in the mix.
At least that's been my personal experience. Don't get me started with how they provide "treatment" for mental illness in prisons. That's enough to start me on a killing spree.
What Cash Said.
You know, I was trying to avoid taking any Valium, and then realizing that it was that same douchebag O'Keefe that got Schiller fired at NPR, and my rage level went through the roof. Took a quarter of a pill, waiting for the zen to kick in. And about to have some Ben and Jerry's in the meantime.
I love quarter of a pills! It makes me functional without kicking off my O NOES I AM BEKUMS A DRUG ADDIK! button.
I spent yesterday cranky and stressed, and today happy and in denial, and the cranky/stressed is back full force.
Uggggggghhhhhhh. Why can't weekends be three days, again? I really need one day to recover, one to enjoy, and one to be productive.
Me too. Seriously.
I was so cranky yesterday. Today was gorgeous, so much better mood. Accomplished my 10,000 steps goal (10,262 to be exact), but absolutely nothing else all day. I did have great howdies pretty much all day since everyone was out at the Market for the first time since, I dunno, November.
My house SO needs organizing. Maybe tomorrow, eh?
eta: oh, hey. I also reached 2940 in word bubbles, which is probably pretty lame, but it's high for me.
I hear you, smonster.
Right now, I am trying to decide what to do about dinner. Should probably text my houseguest and find out if she's doing dinner or what, but then I'm afraid we'll go out and I'll eat badly. But I need to eat something soon, and also need to go to the grocery store (...but if I go hungry, I buy a LOT more stuff)
Oh, fuckitall. I'm taking another quarter and going to bed. I'm just angry. Angry at myself, mostly, but it's overflowing to B and the world and everything, so I think I'd better just go to bed and be rested for what will surely be another crazy ass week.
