It’s day two of operation Drug Me Up!
Waaay too early for me to be making any conclusions on the wellbutrin. It won’t kick in for a while yet. However, the clonazapam has kicked in immediately and is pretty damn amazing. Except for the fact that it makes me very tired all the time. But I was tired all the time BEFORE, so really, there is no difference.
But the EVENESS and the CALMNESS is amazing!
Before drug:
*typing* “strains containing the mutant gene did not show a significant…” hmmm…wait…I still need to find a place for the rehearsal dinner! HOLY SHIT I NEED TO DO THAT! OH MY GOD, WHAT IF I CAN’T FIND A PLACE!!! AND MY PAPER! WILL NEVER! BE DONE! WHAT WILL I DO??? I CAN’T DO THIS ALL AT ONCE!!!
*heart palpitations…a trip to the bathroom…deep breaths…and then…stop writing and check blogs to distract myself.*
After drug:
Hmmm…I still need to find a place for the rehearsal dinner. OK. *goes back to checking blogs*
see the difference? totally different reactions! except in both cases very little writing is getting done. My hope is, once my brain is trained to realize that just by thinking about something that needs to be done doesn’t trigger some crazed overreaction, it can then concentrate on actually getting that thing done! Instead of attempting distractions by turning on CNN and learning hair gel is now considered a weapon of mass distruction on airplanes.
Thank god we are driving for our honeymoon.
Speaking of wedding…
I am the only female involved in the ceremony who does NOT have their dress yet. This seems wildly unfair, as it is ALL ABOUT ME! WHERE IS MY DRESS! Much apologies from the dress shop. Apparently, the company in Californica shipped it late, and it will be here early next week. STUPID CALIFORNIA! Much anxiety will be quelled once my dress is physically here, except instead of anxiety, I am just really annoyed. THANK YOU, MIND ALTERING DRUGS!
Yet more wedding distractions - I checked my registry again, to add yet another item. A giant cooler! Every couple needs a giant cooler! At least we will for our honeymoon. Then it will sit dormant in storage or damp basements until we reproduce and are hit with the poorly conceived idea that a picnic would be a fun, family oriented activity.
Most of the picnic trips of my childhood were filled with tears, temper tantrums, water balloons, more tears, and lawn darts.
Anyway, where was I? Ah yes, the registry. Nothing new bought off the registry. This is because 95% of the “available in store” items were bought for my two bridal showers. Pretty much everything left is an internet ordering item.
Have I mentioned that both our families are totally computer-phobic? There will not be much of the online ordering, I’m afraid. This could go several ways for our wedding gifts:
- our guests will forge their own path: “ohh…this set of ceramic monkeys playing instruments are LOVELY! What a perfect gift!”
- our guests will realize that they don’t have to order online, they can order from the store kiosk with miminal struggle.
- our guests will have some brains, and realize that just because I registered for Brand X plastic cutting boards does not neccessarily mean I have some kind of weird brand loyalty to brand x cutting boards. Any plastic cutting boards will do.
I have a horrible feeling (but not anxiety!)that option 1 will be the most popular.
I hope they include receipts.
DRUGS! This should be an interesting experiment. I also can’t focus as much as I used to. I blame the internet. The couple times I was “prescribed” Adderall and Ritalin, they worked like a champ. I really liked the Ritalin or “Focusin” for South Park fans. Not as speedy as Adderall. Damn amphetamines.
We got our registry up last week too. I need to check and make sure it turned out okay and add a meat tenderizer. The frying pan I’ve been using for the past 2 years isn’t cutting it anymore.
I think “focusin” was Simpsons.
SIMPSON’S DID IT! SIMPSON’S DID IT!!!
It’s good to hear things are mellowing out for you.
BTW your soap scents came today. Beo comes in tomorrow for the weekend, so early next week it goes into the soapies
Yo, what color is the bathroom decor? Is it like light green?
Just checking because, you know, I might get you something for the bath…or something.
Currently our bathroom is eggplant purple and denim blue.
The future bathroom decor is yet to be determined, as we are moving after the wedding.
however, I tried to keep things somewhat neutral on the regsitry. Our towels are brown and pink. All the bathroom stuff is brown, beigey, and white. And…have a dragonfly motiff. I thought they looked cool.
I call dibs on any duplicate ceramic musically inclined monkeys that you would be getting rid of.
We had a no gifts wedding and let me tell you, people do NOT listen. They think that instead of no gifts I’d surely want a cookie jar with lots of high heels all over it and several electric woks. So you see why I’m all excited about the monkeys. Dude. MONKEYS!!
I am so buying you one-of-a-kind, non-returnable, CALIFORNIA Crap!
Bwahahahahaha!
(ok fine. I probably won’t really. Whatthefuckever. Now I should just to mess with you.)
Good luck, ESC. I’ve been on Prozac myself for a long time. It really does level things out. My experience has been that these drugs don’t “fix” you. They just give you some head space so you can work out the other stuff.
Don’t forget: A lot of wedding guests will give you checks instead of a thing off the registry - and that’s good, you can always use the extra cash on the honeymoon or in going back to the registry for things that you really wanted but didn’t get.
You’re right ESC. That was the “The Simpsons Did It” episode of South Park. Sorry Matt Groening.
So what’s wrong with figurines of monkeys? They can be witty and amusing!
Had to get caught up a little on what’s going on in ESC land. Mind altering drugs, eh? Does this mean no more tirades about DNA sequences and people with stupid bumper stickers that can’t drive?
I’ll have to check your internet registry. I assume you like pink? I may have to get you something in pink.
Oh my god, Vince, you just made me spit coffee out my nose. (And that hurts!)
I can only hope, for the sake of my sore nostrils, that you’re referring to the same “pink” conversation I’m thinking of.
Aimee, to what other pink thing would I be referring? I can only think of one pink thing I enjoy strapping on and running my hands over and performing lighting fast licks.
What were you thinking of?
HAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
oh my god, Vince, I hope that was intentional.