IT'S LATE. My body is exhausted. I slept nearly 12 hours last night and feel like I'll do another twelve tonight. I woke up with my head all foggy or confused. My thoughts were sticking together. I did a lot of pottering around today and my head is all over the place. It feels good though. Feels a whole lot better than being depressed, so I'm not coplaining. My doctor would want me to take the risperidone pills, I know. Probably they would make my head clearer. But then I'd feel flat and down. I'd rather be pleasantly addled than dullly down.Sorry there's no great revelations here. This post is more for me, not you. I'm supposed to be keeping track of my sleep and moods; it's for this reason I blog such stuff every day. Not the generalized excitement I know such revelations shall provoke in y'all!
I would say "I hope your day was more exciting than mine" because I know my day sounds extremely mundane. But it was actually quite good. I couldn't focus on anything much, but I enjoyed having a plethora of things in upon which not to zero! A flotilla of thoughts bobbing in my head! I like thinking. I hadn't realized I'd been doing so little of it over the weeks. I must have; for now I feel full of cognition and it feels good.
I'm glad I didn't post earlier. There's a good chance I'd have pasted up a story about Little Trotter Donkey and Little Trotter Horse and a wasp! Told you I was in an entertaining mood today. If you want to hear the story I'll refine it and slap it up in a couple of days' time. What role the wasp plays I'm not too sure; I just liked the name Little Buzzer Hornet(!!)
I have to go: my poor body is exhausted. Gone with the Wind is booming away from the next room. I intend to get up as early as I can tomorrow.
Spare a thought for Wills and Kate. Rehearsing their wedding over and over, so some archbishop-of-cantobratorial-type person reveals on Radio 4. Wouldn't you be a bundle of nerves if you knew you were getting wed in front of a billion folks gawking at their TVs across the world in only three days' time (a day and a half now!)? I would. I wonder if they've given her Valium? Probably in this day and age it'd be low-dose antipsychotics: Seroquel/quetiapine or something similar!
Wills was born into the Royal Family. Destined for greatness, as it were. Middle-class Middleton just thought she was going to an obscure Scottish university where courses last a year longer than in England. Little did she know she'd snag the future King! I'm sure in this day and age they're giving her medication to cope. Imagine if you ran to a psychiatrist confessing you were marrying a prince and destined to become future queen of England? You'd be diagnosed with a Delusional Disorder, slapped on high-dose olanzopine/Zyprexa and offered a preremptory course in person-centred counselling!
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i think k.middleton knew rightly what she were destined for marrying into 'the firm'. after all these weirdo inbred royals are obsessed with bloodlines and would not have allowed her to be 'selected' if she didn't tick the right ancestral boxes. plus don't forget they're very distant cousins, just as bush 2 the dimwit former US president is a distant cousin of queen liz....yeah, man, they're a strange bunch, accroding to some they eat new born children to feed their otherworldly bloodlust!!!
PS left an example of what i meant by a 'Speedo vest' + some info on mephadrone over under the last comment you left at mine.
All the best, Gledwood, and glad you feel confusedly well today :)
Glad your feeling good today. Those thoughts sound a lot like mania taking affect. Perhaps you'll not have anymore spells of depression. Maybe you found your happiness. Wish I were you today. As I stole more of my dads pills and swore to myself I wouldn't take them all today, but I did. Now my dad is going to go sick until May 6thish. I'm evil, and want to die. I should burn in hell.
ANNA: don't be ridiculous. Have you considered he might have actually left them out for you? He'd never condone using and never offer them to you, but maybe he left them out so that if you needed them they were there..?
I say this because you mentioned morphine locked in a safe..? Surely he still has that?
And he will get his pills back. All he needs to say is that he went away for a while, came back and somehow lost a month's supply.
In a young person with a history of drug abuse they'd never believe that, but as a one-off I'm sure he'd be issued with another script.
Maybe he will be pissed off, but he won't go sick, I'm sure. And you won't burn in hell. Hell doesn't exist. The only hell I know of is here and now, in this lifetime!
DANNY: o wow I'm going to come over and have a look at this speedo vest. I have never heard of one before.
Is Middle-Class Middleton really related to the Queen? Wow! My Gran did some research into our family and we never came up with a distant match even to aristocracy, let alone royalty!
Though there was a great deal of money on the OTHER side of my family in the 1600s.
My step relatives are highly royal though!!
Ah the Royal wedding. For me it has the effect of several sleeping pills!
No Valium required then!!
Glad you're feeling better Gleds.
I hope Kate will be happier than Diana was married to that tosser Charles. :(
Prince Charles a tosser? Really!! Off with your head!!!! I think you said that b4. Charles is the only royal I really like for himself. A truly interesting person. I can't wait till he's king. And I don't believe his relationship with Camilla broke up him and Diana. Of course I know nothing about that situation but would imagine it has far more to do with Diana than Charles; if not 50:50.
ROYAL WEDDING; ROYAL WEDDING!!!
I CAN'T WAIT!!!!
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