June 29, 2005
I’m breaking one of the rules of Joe. My. God.’s A THIS Blogger’s Manifesto with this post. I’m posting to say I have nothing to say! Well, almost nothing, anyway.
I haven’t been doing very much because I’m kind of broke and it’s been grotesquely hot. Why leave the house? I’ve been to my friend Margetty’s place in West Philly a couple of times to feed her cats while she’s on fucking Martha’s fucking Vineyard and it’s really worn me out. They used to be my cats and I love seeing them so I’m dealing. Also I’m out of one of my meds and can’t afford the refill until Friday, so I’m being extra careful.
Speaking of meds, the Effexor is no longer making me feel like ten pounds of shit in a five pound bag. In fact, I’m doing pretty good. I’m sure sleeping soundly and I got a bunch of work done over the weekend. It wasn’t easy to start but I did and I actually finished. It may not sound like much but my major complaint to my therapist and psychiatrist is that I sometimes find it nearly impossible to start a project. (I’ll pace around the apartment or stare into the computer or try to sleep, anything but actual work.) Maybe these pills are going to do something. I still don’t feel great but certainly not as bad as the first few days. In some ways I feel better than before I started and some worse, so we’ll see.
Oh, As an added bonus I have NO APPETITE!! What a fucking blessing.
Posted by HighStrungLoner in Health at 12:53 AM
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