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
Over the next couple of days, I’m going to talk about why I’m crying so much lately. First on the list: Death. Specifically, end of life paperwork. Jenny and I are writing our wills. It’s hard to think about who will get what when I die. How do I choose who in my life gets
Don’t worry about Rory, what with the not posting and everything. He’s fine. He’s just busy with holiday tasks, and we’re trying to get to bed earlier. He probably won’t be posting this week. What’s he been up to, from my perspective? To sum up: His mood seems slightly improved, and he’s going through a
Three routers later, we are connected to the internet again! This is exciting. On to more interesting things! I’m finding myself more and more anxious as Christmas nears. This time last year, I was seriously undermedicated, I had lost my job, moved in with my girlfriend, and had plans to spend Christmas with an entire
My router broke, or something. I think the cat slept on it too often. Oh well. Them’s the breaks. Also, I’m not posting anything significant while it’s down. It’s hard enough to answer all me emails via cell phone (which took all God damned day). I’m not going to try to be witty or relevant.
