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What another fine day for politics...

...ze said whilst oozing sarcasm until hir audience drowned in it.

There's an old law that the POTUS can't have any kind of business earnings whilst also in power, lest conflict of interest rear its ugly head and corruption eat the government alive. And since the Muppet has shown no signs of surrendering his holdings to anyone else, it looks like the grand old new rule of "It's okay if Republicans are doing it" seems to be coming to the fore.

If this doesn't end in revolution, I shall be very miffed.

Meanwhile, despite actually taking my Serotonin slightly before 8:30 in the evening, I started having spotty sleep. And the tired fog continues. I mean, I'm used to functioning with head fog, but this amount is irritating and doesn't ever really fade. I can hold it off? But the instant I let my guard down, I'm dozing.

Not fun.

And yes, I'm still attending the office computer with a light in my face. The effect is almost negligible, today. I'm starting to get worried about this.

And I just this minute remembered that today was an excursion day and myself and Miss Chaos should have arrived early at her school. Fuck.

Serotonin is firkin frying my gorram brain.

Welp. If her school calls, I will make the mad dash. If not? I'll continue on with the plans I can bloody remember.

Fuck this shit. Fuck it sideways with the roughest of rough pineapples. And while you're at it, go get the Muppet, too.

Unriddling

New med schedules are kicking my arse. Sure, I get a good night's sleep, but afterwards is the buttnugget.

I've figured out that light levels are linked to the amount of awareness I have during the day. Too much or too little, and the groggy, foggy feeling returns in abundance. Just the right amount, and I'm 'clear' while that light lasts.

And I'm currently writing this with a light in my face. Care of the same light I used to illuminate myself

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Dialling it down

Working out the right time in the evening to take my Serotonin is currently the problem. Juggling that and getting ready for the morning with a foggy, sleepy brain is still a problem.

But, through a process of trial and error, and error, and more error, I will eventually hit the solution by pure accident. The key, I'm sure, is taking the Serotonin at the correct hour.

And while I'm getting the hour correct, I have to deal with brain fog for

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Lo Batt

So I've swapped my medication to taking it at night. And I kind'a revelled in being AWAKE for a change and wound up staying up until eleven. Whoops.

Also taking a midday estivation until night time probably didn't help there.

So this morning, I'm still foggy, but able to function. For limited definitions of 'function'. I'm still easily distractible and I'm having small troubles maintaining focus.

And I haven't watered my garden yet... hangon...

There. Plants are still alive, yay.

I have

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Plus la change...

Three stitches are gone, but the wound is still fragile. For those who dont follow my tumblr, the blip was a cyst, likely fatty, and entirely benign.

I have a new bandage over the site and a desperate need to scratch it because the damn thing is driving me bonkers. New bandage has to stay for a week. Bluh.

BUT I can shower as long as I pat it dry. Huzzah.

The good news about the Muppet is that some nice folks

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Thrice-special day

Today's the day!

Today's the day my Beloved celebrates another trip around the sun.

Today's the day I get my wound seen to and possibly the results of what the blip actually was.

Today's the fourteenth day on Serotonin and the day when all the effects have evened out.

Thanks to birthday cards with gift cards in them, Beloved has $100 to fritter in JB's. Half of that is thanks to MeMum and the other half is me. Huzzah.

I've no doubt

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Broken Day

Today's the day I take Chaos for a tour of her new school. It happens to take up enough time to dominate the rest of her school day, so she's not going back for like half an hour of alleged education. Especially when she goes non-verbal from excitement.

And it's a broken day for me, because I have to haul arse close to the middle of the day to take Chaos for said tour.

Regardless of whether or not I've finished the

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Sneaky Sneaky

I know for a fact that my Best Beloved does not read this blog. Therefore I'm about to get away with everything I'm detailing here.

I've refrained from detailing the purchases I made yesterday to get Beloved's birthmas gift. And today, somewhere between the Instant I write today and doing my allotted words for this years' novel, I will extract the gift from its hiding place, emparcel it, and hide it anew.

All this is possible because I have more money than

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Miracle of Nature

The plovers that have been camping out in our yard and terrorising unsolicited callers have finally hatched their eggs. There's four cute, tiny, puff-balls toddling in the grass near the front fence. The last one to hatch is still working out what these things called 'legs' are for and how they work.

I've named that one Little Wobble.

The family of six are still ambling aimlessly in our lawn, but will soon be exploring greater territories in the neighbourhood.

In other business,

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Ups and Downs

My weight is up. Boo. But my shoulder is healing to the point where it itches like hell and I know I can't even try to scratch it and aaaaarrrgh. I even nearly forgot it was there and almost laid on it twice.

Beloved is having a birthday this week - the same day I'm due to get my injury looked at - and money is tight until the following Tuesday. I'll figure something out, I know it, but until then, it's

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By crikey it's hot

The temperature in my office is soaring up past the thirties1, but it's also a muggy heat for which the fans currently do nothing. Neither does the cooling unit in the front room.

So I went and had a summer napnap under the AC in my bedroom. For most of the day.

Today, I've started early so that I have half a hope of getting something useful done. And by 'useful', I mean "faffing about in photoshop" because I have plans

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Well, fuck

The rape case is off. The muppet's supporters harassed the poor girl who had two witnesses to her assault... and they did so to the point that she withdrew the charges.

Fuck the muppet. Fuck his fanboys. Fuck everyone who thinks this is okay.

Sideways.

With a rough pineapple.

Our only hope now lies in the Electoral College deciding to go with the popular vote and casting the muppet down into the ignominy that he deserves. Which really is wishful thinking.

My

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Good news, bad news

Bad news: Trump won.

I blame the five million white people with no skin in the game who decided that a third party was the moral choice. Not so high and mighty now that the muppet won, are you?

Good news: The blipectomy was a success.

What felt like a grain of rice under my skin turned out to be a blob of flesh roughly the size of the bone inside the tip of the pinkie finger. And that blob is now

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Yeep

Today's the day I get a blipectomy. Today's also the day I decided that it's just too hot and muggy to sport longer hair, so I shaved it off. And Beloved helped get all the bits I didn't because I can't see what I missed when I have my glasses off because I'm shaving my head.

And because I am made of mischief, we decided to dye the stubble a pale blue. Which means I'm currently soaking my scalp in bleach so

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Getting (slowly) better

I had the first good sleep that I can remember since forever. I was actually able to get back to sleep after needing to get up to pee during the wee small hours. [Darn rosemary tea before bedtime] and I'm feeling less 'foggy' than previously.

The only side effect is a slight clogging of the airways that could easily be Sneezin' and Wheezin' Season up to its usual tricks. It feels like I'm breathing through a straw. Only the straw is inside

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