one prozac a day, husband's a cpa
Saturday, 7 February 2009 13:05![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Hellish week is hellish.
Got back involved in the monologues. Managed to make a hugely big etiquette-type mistake, but I think I've corrected it. The one problem with having friends who share your brain is that you tend to bring out the worst in each other. A and I are both prone to megalomania. You can imagine where this might lead.
Everything was so bad, actually, that I took a dose of Xanax Thursday night (the goal of the Xanax is for me to take as needed, so I wasn't even abusing my meds), the proceeded to have an argument with someone at 11p, while the Xanax was trying to work, so I was a wreck afterward. Proceeded to sleep most of Friday, and then called my fam on Friday night and asked them to pick me up because I didn't want to be home by myself. Let me tell you, it was the hardest thing I've done in a long time.
But now I'm fed, rested, fed again, and using Mum's comp to catch up with the world-at-large (any typos can be blamed on using a non-laptop keyboard for the first time in a while). Dad's going to take me grocery shopping after the Geekling's fencing lesson, and then they might be kidnapping me for dinner again. Not sure yet.
In other news, Dad asked me to edit an article he and a colleague wrote that will be published in a history of medicine journal. I was amused, and a little appalled to tell him that I actually charge for editing these days. He paid me more than my usual going rate, plus a tip. But I did find three real typos (in six pages), so I guess it was worth it. :P
Goals for today are to finally write my
fandom_grammar thing (I'm effectively going on hiatus over there after this one, which is probably for the best) and to finish putting the program together. I have to actually write a bio. Good times.
Got back involved in the monologues. Managed to make a hugely big etiquette-type mistake, but I think I've corrected it. The one problem with having friends who share your brain is that you tend to bring out the worst in each other. A and I are both prone to megalomania. You can imagine where this might lead.
Everything was so bad, actually, that I took a dose of Xanax Thursday night (the goal of the Xanax is for me to take as needed, so I wasn't even abusing my meds), the proceeded to have an argument with someone at 11p, while the Xanax was trying to work, so I was a wreck afterward. Proceeded to sleep most of Friday, and then called my fam on Friday night and asked them to pick me up because I didn't want to be home by myself. Let me tell you, it was the hardest thing I've done in a long time.
But now I'm fed, rested, fed again, and using Mum's comp to catch up with the world-at-large (any typos can be blamed on using a non-laptop keyboard for the first time in a while). Dad's going to take me grocery shopping after the Geekling's fencing lesson, and then they might be kidnapping me for dinner again. Not sure yet.
In other news, Dad asked me to edit an article he and a colleague wrote that will be published in a history of medicine journal. I was amused, and a little appalled to tell him that I actually charge for editing these days. He paid me more than my usual going rate, plus a tip. But I did find three real typos (in six pages), so I guess it was worth it. :P
Goals for today are to finally write my
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