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Tonights entry is courtesty a few too many decongestants. I feel a bizarre combination of depressed and wired. My leg won't stop bouncing by my body wants to go to bed. I feel nasaues. For two days I've been talking like I have a close pin on my nose.
I actually had a guy call up today, not to do business but just to have someone to talk to. How lonely or sick do you have to be to dial some company's 1-800 number just to talk to someone. I'm sorry I didn't have time to listen to your knock-knock jokes buddy, but you know there are hotlines especially for that sort of thing. Either that or it was some kind of joke. Later in the afternoon C* who usually sits across from me got the same call. I tried to be nice, because I felt sorry for the guy.
Warren had couple of great days at PSJ, but he's been rather rough at home. He's definately along way from where he was a month or so ago, but we still have a long way to go. They are also concerned with his blood pressure. With Clonodine, usually the bp goes down, but if they stop taking it it can go up. They want to give him his meds at PSJ, to make sure he is taking it. But the last couple of mornings I've been giving it to him at home, because I got into the habit over the weekend. Well his bp is going up, and they are concerned that he is not taking it. He can be sneaky sometimes, though most of the time he seems to be pretty good about it. I know I put it on his plate, but a couple of times he could possibly have kyped it. Needless to say, I am once again feeling hounded by ye olde guilt monster.
Mike isn't moving in with TOW. He was supposed to move in with his buddy K* (the guy doing the laundry two weeks ago, I'm too lazy to look up the entry), but he hasn't heard from him in two weeks, and no body is at his place. Mike is worried as this guy isn't the type to flake out. (So how'd he get to be friends with a guy like Mr. Corn Flake extraordinare). Nobody seems to have heard from him, and Mike doesn't know his work number. I swear, my life couldn't be this much like a bad movie, if I hired a screenwriter.
I still haven't heard from the Job, but I am keeping positive. So keep those good vibes comming. I know it may not seem like it, but they are doing wonders.
Prequels ~ Sequels
Music of the mind: :
~*~Have you read these~*~
~ Ode to a child who is no more ~
~ She's baaack ~
~ testing ~
~ Facebook me ~
~ Bleech ~
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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.
I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.
I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.