the daily crap.

[behindthec]

Hmmmmmm... let's see... should I:

- go back to the WC before it closes and grab the issue of Time with the the really awesome-looking Opus Dei expose on the cover

OR

- study for pneumonia class tonight.

 

Decisions, decisions.

We had freakishly awesome cake here in the English Dept. earlier.  And JOY OF ALL JOYS, I switched my hours with David so I don't have to get up early tomorrow after all, EEEEEEEEE!!!!!!  *dances - though weakly, being beat by the insomnia and all*

I've got my shrink appointment tomorrow at 11:20.  I really, really hate saying that.  It's not what you think.  I hate shrinks - you can thank my ex for that.  Aside from the fact that because of her advice I ended up in a shitty-ass state ward for 44 hours, lied my way out ("Oh yeah, I'm fine, I was never really suicidal, I just overreacted" - God, doctors are so dumb) and left utterly traumatized... she has been completely childishly unhealthily addicted to seeing the same shrink for God knows how long and she's still just as screwed up as she was when I met her.  Ha HA.

Anyway, plus I just loathe the idea of paying some stranger to mess around in my head.  I feel better after talking about all my psychological stuff with Keri than I ever have with any shrink.  (Yay for the wife being psych-student-of-the-year at RMWC. :D)

So I only see Dr. Thomas once every four months or so (thank God, 'cause I couldn't afford visits of any more frequency) because I take Trazodone every night to sleep and it's a psychiatric medication so I have to go to a psychiatric doctor to get it.  It's highly innocuous as medications go, thankfully - my dependency on now it is largely if not entirely psychological.  But there's not much I can do about that because it helps me sleep and that's all that matters.  Because, obviously, I have to sleep.  And without it, well, I can't.  At least not right now.

End of angsty update about my current state of existence.  Woo.

I swear Keri and I are on the same psychic wavelength.  She barely slept last night either.  (Amazingly, we take the same dosage of Trazodone every night for the same purpose.)  "I think I just missed having you in my bed," she concluded.  I agree.  I missed her a lot last night.  Even just spending two consecutive nights with her gets me in a pattern that is less than pleasant to break.

Sadly, she's working till like midnight tonight so I won't see her tomorrow after class around 5... at which point we are SO going to see "Cars" OMG YAY!!!

<3 Pixarluv <3

Which also means I will have nothing to do tonight after our truncated germ-filled class.  I feel another round of HP gaming coming on.  Or, y'know, I could do tomorrow's reading.

...naaaaaah.

Grudgingly back to work.

Comments

[turin-okieve.livejournal.com]

Pneumonia class?

... Oh, man, I am looking forward to college.

=D

Anyways, I finally friended you. Don't read my journal. Is all ... emo.

[lolab.livejournal.com]

haha... i WILL read your journal. :D later though, when i'm not rushing off to class. i friended you back so now you can read my previous friends-only entry that will explain the whole pneumonia class thing. :)

[dunklesengel007.livejournal.com]

I can't sleep tonight either. I miss you....

[lolab.livejournal.com]

at least you won't have a lunesta hangover this morning. stupid piece of horseshit only put me down for the FIRST half of the night. i can barely walk. i can't believe i drove here without crashing my car.

i miss you.