Reasons the Jailer is wrong: Because I’m worth it. Because I will go out today, even if it’s just a walk. Because I want to be healthy, and skinny does not mean healthy. Because I will only tell the truth, and people can interpret it however they please. Because I can be a good person.
Why bother getting out of bed? It’s not worth it. Why bother getting dressed? You aren’t going out today. Why bother eating? You’ll just get fat. Why bother talking? People will just twist your words. Why bother with manners? People are dicks. Why bother with creativity? You will never be original. Why bother cleaning? It’ll
So, I’ve been playing Minecraft with the Boy over the last couple of days. It is mind-blowing how far that game has come. I’ve been playing since late 2009, early 2010 (not sure of the exact date), and I remember not being able to even find a fucking wiki. Now, the wiki is my kid.
I hate being the awkward person in a conversation. It normally isn’t my problem. Often, I am the life of the party. Not so much lately. I’ve been withdrawn, and haven’t seen a lot of people. People miss me, and I miss them… in a manner of speaking. A couple of new(ish) friends invited Jenny and
Ever since I started taking anti-depressants, I have had a wider emotional range. Mostly, this has meant being sad when people say hurtful things, or getting my feelings hurt when I make an effort and it flops. Some days though, these emotions make me a giant dick. Yesterday, I started the C25K app program. It’s
I stayed up way too late playing Minecraft with the Boy. It was my happy thing to do after I hung up over 45 pictures. Our house is becoming more home-like all the time. Best part of it all? Jenny put up pictures of me! There are honest to goodness pictures of my high school
First of all, I have a migraine. That’s your number one. I’m going to share an awesome image I found somewhere on the internet. Every one of these applies in one way or another. Have fun reading my borrowed words:
There’s this terrible thing about adjusting your meds: side effects. They are a bitch sometimes. I have bloody noses every morning. I get dizzy if I look up too quickly. Others are minor, such as dry skin, and waking up earlier than intended. Add to the list: constipation. Ever since I started my new dose of
Happy new year! The one year anniversary of Terminally Intelligent is coming up in a couple of weeks, and I’m very excited! In the meantime, I’ll tell you about my New Year’s Eve, and why I cried last night. First of all, I made pie. Kind of. I made an awesome apple pie that was
In preparation for January, Jenny and I are getting ready to live a no-processed-food month. This means no ketchup, or crackers, or store bought bread. No ramen, no chips, and no Oreo cookies. It will be an interesting month. During our New Year’s Eve game night, all chips, cookies, and other perishable processed foods are
