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August 22, 2003

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You should know that I've just spend a full five minutes sitting in my chair and staring blankly out the window. My brain, it isn't working. That could be because of the Zoloft I'm on, or it could be the beer I had at dinner. Whatever it is, it's made me slightly goofy, and very stupid.

So, for your protection, a Friday Five:

1. When was the last time you laughed?

Earlier tonight, while on the phone with my mom, as I waited for my bus. Before that, I laughed a lot over beer and dinner with coworkers.

2. Who was the last person you had an argument with?

Hmm. Probably my brother. I don't have arguments very often, we do argue about politics fairly frequently.

3. Who was the last person you emailed?

Jeff, at work today.

4. When was the last time you bathed?

At about 6 o'clock this morning. I'd go take a shower, but it's all sticky and humid here. I hate taking a nice cool shower, then feeling sweaty and gross the instant I turn the water off.

5. What was the last thing you ate?

A veggie burger and fries. And beer! Tasty, tasty beer. I went out with coworkers to celebrate (and mourn) the departure of one of them -- she was our lovely part-time person, and worked evenings and weekends, keeping the place organized and babysitting my insane coworker. She's got a much better opportunity lined up, so we're glad for her, but sad for us. We'll never find anyone half so good for that job.

Wow, again with the staring into space. I'm really tired. The Zoloft makes me so sleepy I can barely drag my ass out of bed in the morning. The fact that I don't have to get up at all tomorrow if I don't want to makes me teary-eyed with joy. But, on the plus side, I'm not quite so much the jittering ball of anxiety that I was a few weeks ago. I am stressed at the moment, but it's manageable. Also, my back is feeling better. I can sit upright in a chair like a grownup now, instead of slouching and fidgeting to find a position that doesn't make me want to gnaw my own leg off. I have a physical therapy appointment Tuesday, and I have been stretching my back a lot (the cat helps my stepping on me, head-butting me, and sticking her butt in my face) and putting ice on it a lot, and it's improving, very slowly. The weather is supposed to be nice this weekend (no more heat and nasty humidity) and Jeff will be here. We are going to prowl around the North End and eat cannolli. Yum!

Posted by Mary Ellen at August 22, 2003 10:17 PM

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