Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
[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.
Well, I tried taking half a Vicodin, which is sometime enough to dull the pain but leave my brain unfuzzed enough to do work, but I couldn't concentrate on the work I was trying to do at all. And I'm dizzy, and I don't know why. And I still have no potato chips.
Steph, I hope you feel better soon.
Double-post, up there.
Blast, now I want potato chips.
I had a daily headache for 3 weeks with Lexapro, so that's annoying but tolerable. The dizziness is weird, though. But I know this drill well enough to know it should be gone in a week or 2. Hopefully just 1.
It was about a week this last time for me. I made the mistake of maintaining my usually dose of caffeine the first day, and I was positively buzzing and filled with anxiety. But now I am back on my regular caffeine without the terrible side effects.
Also, if anyone wants any washi tape, the Recollections brand is apparently 19 cents a roll at Michael's today, though most stores don't have it marked.
Ugh. ltc has been cranky today. So, when TCG got home I told him that she was in a bad mood. And he jokingly said, "what do you want me to do about it?" Cue me bursting into tears.
I'm very good at breaking things this week. Bye, V&A bone china mug & and my second cuppa of the morning.
I have not had one of those "Oh, hey, I'm not really dead, I'm so happy to see you" dreams in a couple of years. I love waking up annoyed at the universe.
I still have those kinds of dreams about my mom. So discombobulating.
I know there are folks here who have done Lasik. I'm getting evaluated and so far the recommendation is mono vision with them just fixing one eye for near vision. I'm not sure what questions to ask.
I had a dream the other night about buying and fixing up an old shotgun-style house, and my mom was there, and I told one of my friends, "Don't tell my mom I bought this house without even looking at it."
Odd thing I've noticed, when I dream about people who have passed, they never look at me or speak to me. Even if I'm talking to them and am not aware in the dream that they're dead.