Looks like K-Bug and bf have found an apartment and are hoping to move as of Feb 15th. They looked at the place yesterday and have some questions for management. They are going back on Friday to, hopefully, sign their lease. I have a feeling it is going to be a stressful 2 weeks and then ahhhhhhh.

I have offered them some furniture and they are all "maybe, I don't know". Kids, you have no furniture, you are putting out rent for the first time ever, there are plenty of small incidental costs that add up fast - take the free furniture at least for the short term.

This is either going to be great for them or a total disaster. He still doesn't know how to give her space when she needs it - but now she can come visit me if she needs to get away.

That's exciting, Suzi. There always has to be a first time, right? And now the Jensen Ackles shrine craft room can be set up!

Blogpost with lots of lambs in snow pictures.

Sparky, if only I were having similar Zulilly issues...then I would stop fucking shopping there. But everything shows up (eventually) fine, and apart from my breasts' insistence on needing an L when the rest of my body will settle for an M, no problem with the wares.

But they are really good for finding weird looking clothes that I wouldn't bump into otherwise.

I'm trying to work out what precisely their business model offers them, and wondering why I haven't seen it elsewhere--is that just my lack of being out in the world? I mean, their prices are decent discounts, at least for the stuff I look at.

I got a call this morning from Kaiser.

They assigned me a new psychiatrist. He would like to see me Tuesday at 3pm.

"I've been trying to get hospitalized, can you find a better time?"

"You can't do Tuesday?"

"No. I'm trying get hospitalized."

"How about Wednesday?" (Ed. Note: No, I am not shitting you)

....

"SURE. WHO IS THE DOCTOR?"

"Adrian Mirea."

This is the same fuckstick who gave me the Wellbutrin and said to come back in six months, by then, I was psychotic.

I give up. I can't anymore.

Don't give up, Allyson. It should not be this bad and hard, but don't give up. You're worth it. Your mental health is worth fighting for.

Allyson, what would happen if you just went to the ER? (I have no idea, so that might a horrible thing, but sometimes I find you just have to force the issue. "I need this, and I need it now.")

I'm sorry they're being so stupid.

Allyson I'm so sorry you are having such a hard time.

Allyson, what would happen if you just went to the ER?

I would be leery of doing this, just because how you're admitted for psychiatric care can determine when and where you'll be let out. That is you might not be able to leave until they say so.

That is you might not be able to leave until they say so.

I suspect that's less a concern than who would pay for it. Because really, no one wants to be depressed, finally manage to deal with that, and then get a $40k hospital bill or something.

I will throw in on the "do you want me to call insurance people or somebody" pile, I'm home today and have a landline with long distance...and am willing to be a bitch as needed, especially for other people.