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Feeling Crappy
Monday, April 21st, 2014 11:16 pmHey, everyone.
You guys know how you have about fifty million things going through your head? And you'd splash black ink on white paper, scrub the bathtub, play some Sims, and for goodness sake, write the stories and blog posts?! But you can't because you're pretty much in an unproductive fog and if you try to step out of it, the Migraine Monster will get you?
Yep. Me in a nutshell right now.
Still looking for a job. I just had an interview last week at a prompt care place...filled with Middle Class White Suburban Women Who Will Show You Pictures Of Their Kids And Dogs And Think That Their Gossip Is The End All Be All Of Your Time What The Fuck Am I Walking Into. But I digress. A job is a job, dears, yes? :)
And to top it off, my sleep schedule is still flippy-floppy and my migraines are back. Luckily, I've been prescribed medicine that works about 70% of the time, provided that I don't move too much after taking them and/or go out into light. And the light part is sucky especially because I love to power walk around my neighborhood for exercise, but even with my sunglasses on, the sun feels like Supernova right in my eyes and the constant movement makes my head feel like it's being blown apart and crushed at the same time.
*sigh*
Anyone have any Easter stories to share? Good, bad, ugly, in between, or meh, love to hear from anyone. :)
--Amarie
You guys know how you have about fifty million things going through your head? And you'd splash black ink on white paper, scrub the bathtub, play some Sims, and for goodness sake, write the stories and blog posts?! But you can't because you're pretty much in an unproductive fog and if you try to step out of it, the Migraine Monster will get you?
Yep. Me in a nutshell right now.
Still looking for a job. I just had an interview last week at a prompt care place...filled with Middle Class White Suburban Women Who Will Show You Pictures Of Their Kids And Dogs And Think That Their Gossip Is The End All Be All Of Your Time What The Fuck Am I Walking Into. But I digress. A job is a job, dears, yes? :)
And to top it off, my sleep schedule is still flippy-floppy and my migraines are back. Luckily, I've been prescribed medicine that works about 70% of the time, provided that I don't move too much after taking them and/or go out into light. And the light part is sucky especially because I love to power walk around my neighborhood for exercise, but even with my sunglasses on, the sun feels like Supernova right in my eyes and the constant movement makes my head feel like it's being blown apart and crushed at the same time.
*sigh*
Anyone have any Easter stories to share? Good, bad, ugly, in between, or meh, love to hear from anyone. :)
--Amarie
