tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62960582011-04-21T16:28:19.376-07:00A medicated mindA place to sit and think & a sometime description of me trying to get off prescribed medication.stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1092991774298579462004-08-20T01:32:00.001-07:002004-08-20T01:49:34.296-07:00Hello. It's been a while.
What have you been up to?
Mad stuff - bought a house, been to Italy, been to Hong Kong, been to Sunderland. All the exotic places.
Things are still going good with N - been going good for a while.
Drugs - down to 75mg, and going good.
Where's your head at?
My head is actually suprisingly good. No major nasty thoughts (aside from the usual - more anon), no cutting, stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1084357368470270602004-05-12T03:16:00.000-07:002004-05-12T03:22:48.470-07:00Alrighty then! News? What news?
No, nothing of any great interest to report.
Am working hard, and going to lots of gigs.
Am working really hard on making things work with N, and that seems to be having an ace effect at the moment.
Have booked a fortnight in Florence as summer holidays.
Will hopefully be off to Pakistan and Hong Kong soon with work.
Drugs?
Same dose, for another week or so, stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1081867431372482382004-04-13T07:34:00.000-07:002004-04-13T07:47:46.060-07:00OK - new post! About time too, I hear you all mutter.
So what's going on now then fella?
Funny you should ask, cos I've not got a clue.
It worked like this:
- I found a flat to move out into
- 2 days before I moved out, N decided that she was ready to give things another go
- I decided not to move out, to try to make things work
- A few days later, N went out, got drunk, and radged at stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1079689923798754602004-03-19T01:44:00.000-08:002004-03-19T01:55:23.746-08:00Hello.
Eee, its been a while.
I've been a very busy bunny. New job has been going really well, but, I've been working like a dog (as in working hard, not as in chasing cars and licking my bits). Hopefully will be going to Pakistan, Hong Kong and Sri Lanka before June this year, which would be lovely.
Apart from that, N and I have definately split up. Still living in the same flat, which has stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1076595385351296162004-02-12T06:14:00.000-08:002004-02-12T06:18:56.590-08:00Retail therapy at lunch courtesy of Steel Wheels:
Death Cab for Cutie - We have the Facts and We're voting Yes
Courtney Love - America's Sweetheart
Franz Ferdinand - Franz Ferdinand
Joy Division - Unknown Pleasures
Well done for the last choice, dickhead.
stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1076590370620493462004-02-12T04:45:00.000-08:002004-02-12T04:55:35.560-08:00It's definately over
She told me gently whilst I tried on some shoes in Next.
Me: "Do you still want to come away with me this weekend"
Her: "No, it's not a good idea. Not the way things are at the moment"
Me: "How are things? I mean, where do I stand? Because things have been really good the last few days"
Her: "That's becauase we're such good friends. But it's over, and has been for a while"
stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1076406904769720772004-02-10T01:27:00.000-08:002004-02-10T02:12:21.293-08:00Hmmmmmm.
What's up?
I don't know. I think I've split up with N. I know how stupid that sounds, but I really think I have. She was out with her workmates on Friday, and I stopped in, having a bad time - generally feeling awful. She asked me to go out and meet them towards the end, and I declined, feeling awful. When she got in, she proceeded to call me "boring" etc, and hassle me for not stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1076062980165289432004-02-06T02:09:00.000-08:002004-02-06T02:27:44.733-08:00Eee, well would you look at that?
I turn my back, and it becomes literally ages since I last updated! Man alive....
So yeah, why have I been so slack? Err - got a new job, so have been extra busy, finishing things off before I start the new one a week monday (16th).
Also, had a couple of days off work - went to Edinburgh for a long weekend, and very nice it was too. Ate lots of nice food and stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1075117938697110812004-01-26T03:27:00.000-08:002004-01-26T03:54:25.920-08:00Let's start with a picture:
I coloured this in. It relaxed me hugely.
So, why the delay in updating?
I've been very busy.
The last update really did take it out of me - like I said, I'd not thought that much about that incident since it happened, and it frightened me.
And, I got a job! Hurrah! I had an interview on Friday for a job, managing people, doing stuff with computers, still for stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1074698562878897192004-01-21T06:51:00.000-08:002004-01-21T07:24:43.840-08:00I love being productive at work. My most recent thought process was "right, one more game of Diamond Mine, then a wee, then do my blog". Oh for a challenging job.
Talking of which, how did your test go this morning?
Very well thanks, I think. It was an hour's worth of assessment to see how good I'd be at the job - tasks and delegation and reports and proof-reading and data crunching. Reckon stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1074593955279462002004-01-20T02:04:00.000-08:002004-01-20T02:21:14.606-08:00Hello, back again after a long weekend. Well, not a long weekend off work, just haven't posted since Thursday.
Not that I've been doing anything interesting to cause such a crucial loss of data, but, more importantly, I didn't have anything interesting to say (so what else is new!)
Ah ha ha ha. I've been getting in touch with people through email that I haven't spoken to for ages. Which has stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1074169786244681222004-01-15T03:15:00.000-08:002004-01-15T04:40:23.750-08:00Hello and good morning. Welcome to Thursday morning, when we all have our fingers crossed for A, who is finding out whether he's getting made redundant or not. Thankfully he doesn't work in a call centre, so he won't be moving to the Indian Subcontinent.
I'm feeling good - the electric shocks have died down in my face, and the headaches finally seem to have gone. The diet isn't working too stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1074084509472912442004-01-14T04:38:00.000-08:002004-01-14T04:52:05.496-08:00Hello. Watched Lost in Translation last night. It was tremendously good.
It also had the effect making me fall head over heels in love (in a filmwatching kind of way) with Scarlett Johansson.
Isn't she lovely?
I also really enjoyed her in Ghost World. But not in Home Alone 3.
So what else you been doing?
Not a lot. Working (or trying my hardest to make it look like I've been working), stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1073993269963529402004-01-13T02:07:00.000-08:002004-01-13T03:29:28.860-08:00Hello again.
Am back from the dark recesses of no-computer-land.
ie, the weekend. And i couldn't be arsed to write anything yesterday - am trying to concentrate on getting an application form done, and a mammal paper proof-read while the boss is away for a few days - its all a question of priorities!
So how you feeling then chief?
Chief? Que? Naah, am ok. Feeling better than I did a few days stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1073649154747225812004-01-09T02:56:00.000-08:002004-01-09T03:54:31.390-08:00Hello again.
Tired but happy - it's Friday today. Once again, I seem to be living purely for the weekend. Working life when you don't enjoy it really does suck.
So, after a full 24 hours on 225mg, what difference can I tell?
I'm stressed - watched 2 more episodes of 24 last night - dear god they get me going, they really do.
I'm hungry - cutting down the amount i eat cos I'm too damn fat. stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1073564908795673752004-01-08T01:48:00.000-08:002004-01-08T04:28:48.640-08:00Ok, first day on 225mg. And guess what, feel no different at all.
No suprises there. Feel good for having made the step - doctor reckons I'm spot on with my time-scale and all that jazz. Sweet.
So, what else goes on in my life? Don't want to make this come across as drugs are my sole focus. Because in actual fact, they're a very small part of my life. I just felt that it would be an interestingstationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1073485609799914892004-01-07T06:08:00.000-08:002004-01-07T06:27:09.423-08:00Right, I suppose a bit of background wouldn't go amiss here.
I started feeling ill when I was about 13 or 14. Ignored it mainly, till I started cutting myself with a fair degree of regularity.
Then, aged 16, I decided I should probably start doing something about it. So started counselling, and a visit to the doctors resulted in me being on Efexor. Low doses to start with, and accompanied by stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296058.post-1073471363674293822004-01-07T02:20:00.000-08:002004-01-07T02:29:43.103-08:00Hello.
Welcome to my very first blog.
Created the day I head to the doctors to start my programme of reducing my dosage, with a view to being drug-free for the first time in 8 years.
Also created the day I cook my first curry from scratch - ie, preparing the flavouring from spices, rather than out of a jar - check me out!
And finally, created the day I have a hangover from coming last in the pub stationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04101270766615048556noreply@blogger.com