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Slept in a bit; I have to be sure to get up earlier tomorrow morning.
I learned that my alarm clock, which I haven't really used before this week, has a cool varying buzzer that doesn't repeat the same tone over and over. The tones get longer and shorter and speed up and slow down. They're much harder to sleep through than my old alarms. They get more obnoxious if they come on again after you've hit the snooze bar. I have that and a screaming Hello Kitty alarm clock, which I got from Archie McPhee and which plays the loudest, happiest music you can imagine, interspersed with a young female voice perkily saying "Good Morning!"
I wonder if I upset a close friend last night by telling her that wallowing in her journal would do her no good & she should be careful not to dwell in pessimism. That's all I meant, really... that being pessimistic would make her more unhappy... that I worry that she's not "getting it out", but rather perpetuating something that's unhealthy for her. I'm sorry, bunny... I didn't mean that you couldn't vent, just that you should stop before deciding that you're going to be miserable for the rest of your life. Because you aren't... you kick too much ass for that... but the first step I think is deciding that you aren't. (I have to tell myself the same things... hope is a good motivator.)
I'm just staying home today, maybe hitting the grocery store later to pick up some lunchmeat and cereal. I need to pick up around the house, do schoolwork, generally start to get my life in some sort of order. Monday I'll schedule the MRI.
I learned that my alarm clock, which I haven't really used before this week, has a cool varying buzzer that doesn't repeat the same tone over and over. The tones get longer and shorter and speed up and slow down. They're much harder to sleep through than my old alarms. They get more obnoxious if they come on again after you've hit the snooze bar. I have that and a screaming Hello Kitty alarm clock, which I got from Archie McPhee and which plays the loudest, happiest music you can imagine, interspersed with a young female voice perkily saying "Good Morning!"
I wonder if I upset a close friend last night by telling her that wallowing in her journal would do her no good & she should be careful not to dwell in pessimism. That's all I meant, really... that being pessimistic would make her more unhappy... that I worry that she's not "getting it out", but rather perpetuating something that's unhealthy for her. I'm sorry, bunny... I didn't mean that you couldn't vent, just that you should stop before deciding that you're going to be miserable for the rest of your life. Because you aren't... you kick too much ass for that... but the first step I think is deciding that you aren't. (I have to tell myself the same things... hope is a good motivator.)
I'm just staying home today, maybe hitting the grocery store later to pick up some lunchmeat and cereal. I need to pick up around the house, do schoolwork, generally start to get my life in some sort of order. Monday I'll schedule the MRI.