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August 03, 2003

Thank God for the happy pills

Yeah, yeah, I know. Lazy, bad journaller. So how've you been? You look great, did you cut your hair?

So. Here is a late Friday Five:

1. What time do you wake up on weekday mornings?

My alarm is set for 5:30, but I hit the snooze button until 6. It's brutal, I tell you.

2. Do you sleep in on the weekends? How late?

Ooooh, yes. If I don't have anything planned for early in the day, I sleep until I feel like getting up, which is usually sometime between 10:30 and noon. I am slothful on the weekends.

3. Aside from waking up, what is the first thing you do in the morning?

Take my current one billion different medications, then stagger downstairs for coffee and a glass of water.

4. How long does it take to get ready for your day?

During the week, it takes about 45 minutes or so, counting time to stare at the TV blankly while drinking coffee. On the weekends, it can take hours.

5. When possible, what is your favorite place to go for breakfast?

Hmm. I haven't been out for breakfast in ages. I guess I like greasy-spoon places, where I can get obscenely large omelettes and toast.

So, yeah, one billion different pills in the morning. My back still hurts (but it is a little bit better) and I finally did something I really should have done ages ago -- I saw someone about the incessant, and really very annoying, anxiety attacks. I just got tired of them, and finally figured out that I can't make them go away on my own, so I saw a very nice, soft-spoken shrink, who put me on Zoloft. I'm on too low a dose for it to be doing anything yet, but my brother has taken it, also for anxiety, and did really well. So here's hoping it works. And I'm going to need it because work is just going to suck for the week. My boss is away for a month, at least (and if you could spare some good thoughts, well-wishes, or prayers for this complete stranger to you, it'd be appreciated) and my one really good coworker is out of the country. My crazy coworker's mother died Thursday, so he's gone for at least a week. That leaves us really short-staffed, and me in charge. Oy.

But I did have a good weekend to relax and get prepared for it. Jeff was here this weekend: he arrived last night, cooked me falafel, and endured my weeping all over his shoulder while we watched To Kill a Mockingbird. (I love that movie.) Today, we headed into the hot sticky ball of humidity that is Boston to spend the day with Amelia (whose URL I do not have). We ate Thai food, shopped, dodged rain storms, and posed for photos in front of Condom World (the clerks would not allow photography in the store, so you don't get to see me playing with a whip and being horrified by the enormous dildos.) We wandered through the mall, and I got my watch battery replaced (at the second shop we tried -- at the first one, the clerk told me my battery was fine, even though the watch kept stopping and the battery was 3 years old. I suspect he thought I'd be dumb and just drop a bunch of money on a new watch, which I can't afford.) Amelia is a riot -- I had met her once, but hadn't gotten to talk to her much. I'm glad that was remedied, and I hope to be able to see her soon.

We parted ways with her at Haymarket, and went home to watch Futurama, and the bewildering yet funny Banzai, and then I booted Jeff out during the Simpsons. And now it is hot and sticky and I'm going to go to bed.

Posted by Mary Ellen at August 3, 2003 10:07 PM

Comments

Posted by: Jeff at August 4, 2003 05:52 PM

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Posted by: Mary Ellen at August 5, 2003 09:42 AM