I've been on celexa for more than 10 years and it's been my wonderbraindrug. My dad and sister also have been through the a/d formulary and both also ended up on celexa which fully reenforces my perception of my brain chemistry as being genetically wacked. I have tried tapering off a few times (always after over a decade of daily use) and get very dizzy and lose what little "filter" I normally have in speaking with other human beings. So I'm down to 1/2 of a little bitty pill and that's cool.
Zoe: Don't think it's a good spot, sir. She still has the advantage over us. Mal: Everyone always does. That's what makes us special.
'Serenity'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
erin_obscure - Aug 22, 2014 3:07:20 pm PDT #13004 of 30002
Occasionally I’m callous and strange
sj - Aug 23, 2014 8:32:11 am PDT #13005 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I'm at my cousin's wedding. The bride is a half hour late and the priest does not look happy.
SuziQ - Aug 23, 2014 8:56:34 am PDT #13006 of 30002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Eeep. Not cool, bride.
Steph L. - Aug 23, 2014 9:05:10 am PDT #13007 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
You know what? I have no idea if our ceremony started on time. (We were already there, of course, getting ready and wrangling the historical reenactors. But since we were doing photos before the wedding, and I wasn't wearing a watch, I just assumed that someone else was making sure we were on time. No idea.)
sj - Aug 23, 2014 10:29:24 am PDT #13008 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
It started an hour late. Now we're at a tea shop killing time before the reception.
Laura - Aug 23, 2014 11:04:35 am PDT #13009 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.
I was about 45 minutes late. I hate being late, but we were still hand stitching on my dress!
Steph L. - Aug 23, 2014 11:53:28 am PDT #13010 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Well, damn it. Our friend who was in the hospital died this afternoon. She was only 53. She had a lot of health problems, including pulmonary hypertension, and the stroke she had a month ago was too much for her.
I don't get this fucking summer. There have been a lot of really great things that have happened, but Jesus H. Christ, there have been an equal number (or more) of lousy fucking goddamn shitty things. Do not want.
Connie Neil - Aug 23, 2014 12:24:40 pm PDT #13011 of 30002
brillig
Crapweasels, this is a lot of grief.
Steph L. - Aug 23, 2014 12:31:40 pm PDT #13012 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
We live near the big fancy old cemetery (it's 730 acres, and 450 acres are landscaping/arboretum; they have over 26 miles of road, and have 5K races almost every weekend in the summer, and a bunch of other community events). In a few weeks, they're doing their annual lantern-lighting ceremony where you can personalize a paper lantern and send it out onto the lake. And I have way too many lanterns to send out. I might just have to list everyone on one lantern.
Steph L. - Aug 23, 2014 12:33:54 pm PDT #13013 of 30002
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Actually, Connie, the imagery of the lighted lanterns on the water reminds me of your husband -- I know it's not exactly a Viking funeral, but if you'd like me to send out a lantern for him (or put his name on my multi-name lantern), I'd be honored to do so.