Collected Thoughts

Once more about Terri Schiavo.

If she could in any way communicate someone besides just her family and a few nurses would be able to tell. The hospice would have to know and they would have a legal and moral obligation to make that known. But they haven't. The only people who are saying she can communicate are her family, her lawyer, and a few nurses, one of which has been discredited.

I've felt weird and crappy but that's becuase I've missed one of my meds for a few days. Bad me. No biscuit.

I skimmed through a horrible horrible horrible romance novel that went into way much detail about the heroine having sex for the first time and her pain and her hymen and bleeding.

I know it happens but I'd rather not read about it. Of course this story also had the jealous psychotic rival who tried to frame the hero for rape and then tried to kill the heroine.

The whole story reminded me of the type of badfic slash where the woman who might be or has been a romantic interest goes insane when she realizes that her ex boyfriend, friend, ex husband, etc is getting it on with a guy.

Finally got the first dvd for Horatio Hornblower and I'll be watching that today after work. And then maybe I'll try to finish master and Commander (the book) I'm almost finished.

A year a go (roughly). I was just about to start my job here.

Also, I was much more social and went out and stuff like that. Then I stopped.

Right now I'm feeling very -- hermit ish but I can blame part of that on not taking my med like I should recently. I can so tell it's playing a part because EVERYTHING seems like it's going to be some big ordeal that I will wipe me out. That seems to be my default mode---just from so many years of being wiped out just by doing things like taking a shower or going to the store. So I don't do things.

With the medication it's better then I thinkn - damn! Why'd I think it would be a huge ordeal to go to the library or church or whatever, but I still have to fight against the slugslugslug insticts.

The other thing is that it's taken me longer than I thought to really getting in the groove of 8-5, 5 days a row in a week working. But I'm used to it now. The days are rushing by and I can't believe it's pretty much April. April!!!

Going out, being social, all that is my big weak spot. I just need to find something I can do every week and stick with it and build off that.