I have a purple witch's hat for Halloween. So at least I have a nod to a costume. Oo, they had a little olive green witch's hat with a veil on the brim. So cute. I was totally gonna buy that one but Isaac was most insistent I get the purple one instead. He thought the green wasn't witchy enough.

I think the lawyer lady is a whinepot.

I do too. My morning routine takes over an hour, but only about 15-20 minutes of that involves personal grooming.

ita, I think you should drop the trazadone anyway. It doesn't sound like it's giving you restful sleep.

I'm having really weird sleep--it's a cross between extremely light and lucid dreaming.

I went through this for a bit with Trazadone, but haven't had the issue for a while. Not to say you should just wait it out. Now once I'm asleep, which happens fairly quickly once I allow myself to settle down, I'm out until my alarm so rudely decides to wake me up.

The problem with waiting it out is that I'm miserable and it's really fucking with my ability to function and do my job. And it hurts. I don't know how much longer I can handle this.

Emo feelings aside--home by 6 every night? Seriously? For the rest of my life? Caffeine every morning? This is a cure?

Emo feelings aside--home by 6 every night? Seriously? For the rest of my life? Caffeine every morning? This is a cure?

IMHO, that's not a cure. Because calling it a cure implies you'll get something close to a normal life. Home by 6 every night is not that.

Even if it were totally working, I don't think that would be a cure. That's no way to live. Home by 6 to medicate and then useless until around 7 the next day after caffeine? I don't think so. Fucking the fact you aren't actually even getting sleep or good sleep with all of this...

It's quiet in here tonight but I just had to pop in to say I'm done with grading! Well, at least done until the next paper set comes in, but at least I have my weekend.

Theoretically, I wake up at seven and am out the door at half seven. In reality, my alarm goes off at seven, I hit snooze five or six times, turning on the bedside light on snooze four or so, then get up between twenty-five past and half past, and am out the door at twenty to eight. I feed the cats, pee, brush my teeth and, if I can find my hairbrush, my hair. I get dressed somehow too, but very often get to work and realise I've pulled on dirty clothes.

Oh! Speaking of crazy mothers, mine forwarded me a thing about a cocktails and machine guns event. You get to shoot an AK-47. It's only crazy to think that my mother would be looking for a gun-enthusiast son-in-law.

Anyone good with Spanish and/or other related languages? I have a friend who has an American father and a Spanish mother, and is married to a man of Central or South American heritage, and they live in Spain. The just had a baby named Axa; it's a boy. Anyone know how to say that? Their existing daughter is Izel, which I am mentally pronouncing "ee-ZELL" but I could be wrong there.