A HUGE thank you to britzkrieg and my mysterious anonymous benefactor who, between them, have renewed my extra user pix until March ’07! Thankyouthankyou!
Noticed something odd recently. I’ve been seeing a recurrence of the woozy, light-headed Effexor withdrawal effects. I have to wonder if it’s stress related. Maybe my serotonin levels have taken a nosedive due to assorted anxiety and frustrations, and my human suit is still expecting artificially elevated amounts, causing that periodic brain-giddy feeling? It’s not as bad as the initial onset effects were; I think I’d be safe to drive while having them. But it’s disconcerting. Thought I was over this. Effexor is damn insidious.
I think Hobkin’s been sensing both my stressed and irritable mood and my physical misery. He’s been quite skittish, even downright antisocial for a couple days, only emerging from under his hutch for meals and a skunk lap or two around the house, and even more prone to startling at shadows than usual. Might be spring fever too, I guess, although it seems a little early for that.
In a fit of cat waxing (also because I was fed up with my wing stubs both aching and freezing) and inspired greatly by merebrillante‘s fabulous Prisoner of Azkaban wrist-warmers, I assembled some wing protection:
Unlike merebrillante, I don’t have the skill or talent to construct useful yarn-wear like this from scratch (and of course mine are nowhere near as stylish as hers), but I did have an old pair of driving gloves with cracking fingers, an even older pair of wool socks with the heels wearing out, a pair of scissors, and a needle and some thread (which I can wield with adequate proficiency). Several snips and some well-placed stitches to keep everything from fraying apart, and I now have comfy things that keep my wrists and hands warm and that allow me to type and mouse. It’s a small thing, but it made me inordinately proud of myself. Not to mention it’s really helping on the frozen wing stub front.
Conspicuous absence of “Writing Stuff” section due to an utter lack of anything to report. 
The plan is to give “Tried as an Adult” a final pass (or five) and send it off to dsnight for his Heroes in Training anthology today, but that was also the plan yesterday and the day before yesterday, and the day before that . . .
*lots of huggling and warm mojo*
It sounds like you need a day, or perhaps even just a morning or afternoon when you can just *veg*, without guilt, and just re-order things that need to be done, and then start tackling them.
*lots of huggling and warm mojo*
It sounds like you need a day, or perhaps even just a morning or afternoon when you can just *veg*, without guilt, and just re-order things that need to be done, and then start tackling them.
Thanks, sweetie. It just seems that I’ve had my days/mornings/afternoons of vegging, and they haven’t done much to recharge my batteries. I come out of them freaking out more about how much I didn’t accomplish. Its a wicked, brutal cycle, I know. And what’s worse, a part of me wants to kick myself for wallowing about feeling sorry for myself too. Feh. Nothing to do but force myself to get cracking. That’s the only thing that will make me feel better.
And yet, here I am futzing about on LJ. GAH!
Thanks, sweetie. It just seems that I’ve had my days/mornings/afternoons of vegging, and they haven’t done much to recharge my batteries. I come out of them freaking out more about how much I didn’t accomplish. Its a wicked, brutal cycle, I know. And what’s worse, a part of me wants to kick myself for wallowing about feeling sorry for myself too. Feh. Nothing to do but force myself to get cracking. That’s the only thing that will make me feel better.
And yet, here I am futzing about on LJ. GAH!
How about a bribe then?? I’ll make you more pudding, with a rich vanilla ice cream this time, if you write some … 😀
Good luck on breaking the funk and whipping your muse into shape!!
How about a bribe then?? I’ll make you more pudding, with a rich vanilla ice cream this time, if you write some … 😀
Good luck on breaking the funk and whipping your muse into shape!!
Mmmmm. Puuuddiiiing. *drool*
Mmmmm. Puuuddiiiing. *drool*
Fairs fair … I’m still drooling over those rum balls and cookies *dribble* *gibber*
Fairs fair … I’m still drooling over those rum balls and cookies *dribble* *gibber*
Um, best user pic 4VR.
🙂
Um, best user pic 4VR.
🙂
Hey, I’d say the wingstub-warmers are writing-realted. And super-cool to boot!
Hey, I’d say the wingstub-warmers are writing-realted. And super-cool to boot!
Ooh, you are much more crafty than me. I can’t sew worth a darn. Those look awesome!
Ooh, you are much more crafty than me. I can’t sew worth a darn. Those look awesome!
HAHAHAHA.
That is a great pun 😀
HAHAHAHA.
That is a great pun 😀
It would’ve been even better if I’d intended it. 🙁
It would’ve been even better if I’d intended it. 🙁
That it is unintentional in no way lowers it’s genius 😀
You should keep it on file! 😀
That it is unintentional in no way lowers it’s genius 😀
You should keep it on file! 😀
I like your gloves better than the other persons. 🙂
I like your gloves better than the other persons. 🙂
I couldn’t survive winter without my fingerless gloves 🙂
I couldn’t survive winter without my fingerless gloves 🙂
I would recommend some quality drooling time with the DVD. It always works for me, but then I’m antisocial and single, and so introverted I’m off the scale.
I love your wrist warmers.
I would recommend some quality drooling time with the DVD. It always works for me, but then I’m antisocial and single, and so introverted I’m off the scale.
I love your wrist warmers.
Too cool on the warmers. I am inspired to snip up some of my old socks and gloves. Don’t worry about the writing stuff. Your muse is making you take a vacation. Mine, unfortunately, is AWOL.
Too cool on the warmers. I am inspired to snip up some of my old socks and gloves. Don’t worry about the writing stuff. Your muse is making you take a vacation. Mine, unfortunately, is AWOL.
I really like those arm warmers.
I really like those arm warmers.