I’ve been off this particular medication for a couple weeks, now, and I feel good about it. Slightly reluctant and nervous, but good. I don’t like being on medication. It’s hard to tell what might be symptoms and what aren’t. I came in to work seriously late twice in the last week — but was [...]
LAN party this weekend at Ross’s; I didn’t get there until Saturday, but enjoyed the hell out of it. Still dreaming more than I used to. Or at least, I’m remembering more of them. On Friday and Monday I didn’t go to work until lunch. Motivation is difficult lately, but I don’t think I can [...]
Since that last post, I’ve had bizarre dreams every night (whether I drink or not). This might be prescription-related, but it’s probably too early to tell. I wish I had more time this morning to detail them; let’s just say Lovecraft’s “The Color Out of Space” and Vinge’s “A Fire Upon The Deep” have both [...]
First dream I remember from last night involved Donna, but in kind of a secondary role. My dad was in it also, but he was missing his left hand. I don’t know what that was about. Followed by a transition-less awakening, and day-dreaming (at night, I know, yes) about talking to Donna and just saying [...]
Tonight the role of “chatty drunk” will be played by Jim. Little too much rum in my rum-and-root-beer, and POW: guilt over not actually posting this weekend when I said I would. So this weekend I didn’t actually do anything. I slept a lot. More than usual. I finished reading Vinge’s A Fire Upon the [...]
Or at least do something.