Free ice cream...
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kjpepperApparently today (is the 25th, right?) there is going to be free cones at Ben and Jerry's; if you're around Amherst today you should check it out. Free is good.
In some respects I'm feeling better, in others, worse. Dance class, sunny making me dinner, wrestling and being away from work helped a bit.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sundart and sydneycat strongly suggested I call my GYN and see about getting my birth control changed, since it seems to not only have fucked up my digestion (well, the problems started at the same time), but my periods have gone from a 3 day breeze to a week long crampstravganza. Not to mention the monthly psychosis, the occasional migraine (I NEVER got migraines before this shit) and the expense because my insurance is the shitty. Trouble is, I don't think there's anything out there in a lower dose of hormone that doesn't come in daily pill form. Of course, I could just give it up entirely, but lets face it, I like the associated activity a bit too much to give that up too. Though I suppose I could. Goodness knows I went for a year and a half of dating morlock without having intercourse, I suppose I could stand not having it again. It would make me rawther unhappy though, though I suppose sanity >= boink like bunnies.
Primary reason why I can't deal with taking a daily pill - I managed to forgot my claritin last night (I've been taking it every day at 8pm lately cause my allergies bother me more at night than anytime else) and voila, someone secretly swapped my eyeballs with a pair of clown noses with irises and for good measure, punched me on both sides. Let's see the results. *sigh* I find it highly obnoxious that I don't get allergies localized in my sinuses like everyone else, no I simply walk around looking demon possessed and feel like someone poured glue in each eye and then placed about ten angry wasps in the glue. So, if I can't really be trusted to take something every day that has such an immediate consequence of forgetting, I'm not going to manage the pill all that well. On an unrelated note, I don't know what the hell I did to myself in class last night, but I woke up so fucking sore that I actually ignored the cats on my bed bitching for breakfast and hobbled straight for the advil first thing. fuuuuuuuuck.
*sigh* I'm sorry I worried everyone like last night, but thanks for all the gchats, emails and TMs. I'm pretty much getting over Sunday, shit happens. As for what's driving it... we'll see what's going on after I bleed this week. I thought about it last night a whole ton, and I think I've hit a dead end. So I decided that some refocusing was in order, and usually how I do that is by doing something completely else for a while. sunny can tell you about how the only times in college when my room was clean to the point of immaculate and sparkly was when I had a paper due the next day. Of course, as in college, I'd have to always remember to actually go back and finish the damn paper. We'll see if I have that problem here.
A thought: Anyone ever read Julie of the Wolves when they were younger? there was an adage in there that I've always liked, something along the lines of "When fear strikes, change what you are doing; you are doing something wrong." The problem is when changing what you're doing is just as scary as the reason why.
And an aside: This morning I had a dream where the discussion of baby names came up. I don't remember if one the participants or I was actually pregnant (probably) or if it was one of those OMGWTF why would you name your kid THAT?? conversations (for a website of howl out loud names and creative ways of making fun of them - Baby's Named a Bad Bad Thing never disappoints - and is the origin of whyinnostrantsa and I make references to supple wenches waxing foreheads) but I remember for some reason suggesting Jerève as a name. Yeah, as in "I dream" in French. I dunno, upon waking it seems a bit ghettofabulous, but in kind of a cute way. Might save it in the roster for a character - I do have some characters brewing.
Lastly, speaking of ghettofabulous and "cute": pimpfants clothing. *headdesk* Reason #46327 why the current generation of parents needs to be spayed and neutered and their kids handed off to their grandparents. I'm serious.
In some respects I'm feeling better, in others, worse. Dance class, sunny making me dinner, wrestling and being away from work helped a bit.
sundart and sydneycat strongly suggested I call my GYN and see about getting my birth control changed, since it seems to not only have fucked up my digestion (well, the problems started at the same time), but my periods have gone from a 3 day breeze to a week long crampstravganza. Not to mention the monthly psychosis, the occasional migraine (I NEVER got migraines before this shit) and the expense because my insurance is the shitty. Trouble is, I don't think there's anything out there in a lower dose of hormone that doesn't come in daily pill form. Of course, I could just give it up entirely, but lets face it, I like the associated activity a bit too much to give that up too. Though I suppose I could. Goodness knows I went for a year and a half of dating morlock without having intercourse, I suppose I could stand not having it again. It would make me rawther unhappy though, though I suppose sanity >= boink like bunnies.Primary reason why I can't deal with taking a daily pill - I managed to forgot my claritin last night (I've been taking it every day at 8pm lately cause my allergies bother me more at night than anytime else) and voila, someone secretly swapped my eyeballs with a pair of clown noses with irises and for good measure, punched me on both sides. Let's see the results. *sigh* I find it highly obnoxious that I don't get allergies localized in my sinuses like everyone else, no I simply walk around looking demon possessed and feel like someone poured glue in each eye and then placed about ten angry wasps in the glue. So, if I can't really be trusted to take something every day that has such an immediate consequence of forgetting, I'm not going to manage the pill all that well. On an unrelated note, I don't know what the hell I did to myself in class last night, but I woke up so fucking sore that I actually ignored the cats on my bed bitching for breakfast and hobbled straight for the advil first thing. fuuuuuuuuck.
*sigh* I'm sorry I worried everyone like last night, but thanks for all the gchats, emails and TMs. I'm pretty much getting over Sunday, shit happens. As for what's driving it... we'll see what's going on after I bleed this week. I thought about it last night a whole ton, and I think I've hit a dead end. So I decided that some refocusing was in order, and usually how I do that is by doing something completely else for a while. sunny can tell you about how the only times in college when my room was clean to the point of immaculate and sparkly was when I had a paper due the next day. Of course, as in college, I'd have to always remember to actually go back and finish the damn paper. We'll see if I have that problem here.
A thought: Anyone ever read Julie of the Wolves when they were younger? there was an adage in there that I've always liked, something along the lines of "When fear strikes, change what you are doing; you are doing something wrong." The problem is when changing what you're doing is just as scary as the reason why.
And an aside: This morning I had a dream where the discussion of baby names came up. I don't remember if one the participants or I was actually pregnant (probably) or if it was one of those OMGWTF why would you name your kid THAT?? conversations (for a website of howl out loud names and creative ways of making fun of them - Baby's Named a Bad Bad Thing never disappoints - and is the origin of why
innostrantsa and I make references to supple wenches waxing foreheads) but I remember for some reason suggesting Jerève as a name. Yeah, as in "I dream" in French. I dunno, upon waking it seems a bit ghettofabulous, but in kind of a cute way. Might save it in the roster for a character - I do have some characters brewing.Lastly, speaking of ghettofabulous and "cute": pimpfants clothing. *headdesk* Reason #46327 why the current generation of parents needs to be spayed and neutered and their kids handed off to their grandparents. I'm serious.
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Date: 2006-04-25 01:11 pm (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 2006-04-25 01:41 pm (UTC)As for dealing with fear, it could be that you're doing something wrong, or it could be that you're stuck in an avoidance pattern due to anxiety issues. I know that in my case the occasional half-dose of lorazepam has made a huge impact in my ability to deal with stuff I usually compulsively avoid, like talking to people or writing for public consumption. Might want to check with your shrink to see if you've got medically treatable anxiety/avoidance issues, or if it's all software-related.
And regarding names, one of my friends actually worked for someone named Harry Wang. Poor bastard ^^;
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Date: 2006-04-25 01:48 pm (UTC)And ai-ya. Poor bastard indeed.
You're right about talking to shrinky-pie though. Thanks for the tip.
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