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I feel like chatting but I don't think I can track the conversation.
Posted September 6th 2012 at 03:38 AM by i_like_black
Just because that requires concentration andd concentration requires alertness and attentiveness and all of those involve not smoking marijuana. So I figured I'd write a blog entry instead, killing time between the early afternoon sesh and the late afternoon sesh.
I was going to play RuneScape and then I remembered that at the moment I'm running back and forth charging fire orbs, which involves running through a dangerous cave with poisonous spiders and if I'm not concentrating I might get poisoned or die without registering it, and lose part of what is going to be, when I'm done, a rather enormous profit.
Linny's inside and Cheeky's outside. They came to the back door before, I was surprised, I didn't know that they knew that that is our back door. Smart cats.
Sam is hopefully coming home tomorrow. She has a discharge meeting tomorrow, at any rate. And hopefully Leisa will take one of us out to get the waste-water pipe. That would be nice.
I've been getting stuck/lost in books. I wrote on my hand last night that I think it might be an early warning sign. Along with the fact that I'm taking quite a while to drop off to sleep for the last week or so, and a marked increase in impulsive urges. Which I'm keeping rather good control of, actually. Mainly because if me and Sam both keep going in and out of hospital it jeopardises our flatting arrangement, because then the mental health system will see us as "bad" for each other. That's not the case. It's just that I get urges to do stuff and most of the time I'm not present enough to say to myself, hey, that's actually a really STUPID idea. But since being on the quetiapine I find it a bit easier. But even that isn't fool-proof, I mean look at what happened in the middle of August. But it is beneficial.
I'm going to watch Police 10-7 and Motorway Patrol tonight. I wish FOUR was ondemand so I could watch all the episodes of Family Guy that I miss.
I was going to play RuneScape and then I remembered that at the moment I'm running back and forth charging fire orbs, which involves running through a dangerous cave with poisonous spiders and if I'm not concentrating I might get poisoned or die without registering it, and lose part of what is going to be, when I'm done, a rather enormous profit.
Linny's inside and Cheeky's outside. They came to the back door before, I was surprised, I didn't know that they knew that that is our back door. Smart cats.
Sam is hopefully coming home tomorrow. She has a discharge meeting tomorrow, at any rate. And hopefully Leisa will take one of us out to get the waste-water pipe. That would be nice.
I've been getting stuck/lost in books. I wrote on my hand last night that I think it might be an early warning sign. Along with the fact that I'm taking quite a while to drop off to sleep for the last week or so, and a marked increase in impulsive urges. Which I'm keeping rather good control of, actually. Mainly because if me and Sam both keep going in and out of hospital it jeopardises our flatting arrangement, because then the mental health system will see us as "bad" for each other. That's not the case. It's just that I get urges to do stuff and most of the time I'm not present enough to say to myself, hey, that's actually a really STUPID idea. But since being on the quetiapine I find it a bit easier. But even that isn't fool-proof, I mean look at what happened in the middle of August. But it is beneficial.
I'm going to watch Police 10-7 and Motorway Patrol tonight. I wish FOUR was ondemand so I could watch all the episodes of Family Guy that I miss.
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