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The Scarlet B Posted on by

A big scary thing happened in Paris yesterday. Everyone seems to have their two cents about it, but I so far don’t see the need to. If I do, it’ll be in the appropriate venue (which I really should think up something to write on but like… *waves hands* nothing spooning). I will say that I had a friend at Petit Cambodge, but that she is fine and safe and we are all grateful to know that.

I think that I can tentatively report that the Seroquel split seems to have evened itself out. I don’t remember being foggy this morning, though I was still complaining about it yesterday. Mainly though, I’m just glad that my sleep seems to have gone back to normal. Messing around with Seroquel definitely makes for broken sleep for who the hell knows how long, as my time off of it when pregnant showed me. I figured it would even out fairly quickly since I was taking the same amount, so… yay for that. Well, outside of baby-induced waking; she’s unrepentantly declared herself a co-sleeper and flops like a fish, and pretty much anyone is going to wake up when headbutted in the jaw.

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Whups, forgot to take my meds this morning. No wonder I wasn’t drowsy. ¬¬ Just took the lot and will skip Seroquel tomorrow morning, ’cause that seems to make the most sense to me.

10617024_897156300361687_1585807753_nMainly, I’ve just been balled up knitting and gaming and trying to keep my head busy. Busy heads have less room to wallow in depression, yes yes. I also really want to colour-draw something with my pretties, but I have no inspiration. Maybe I just need to start throwing some lines down and see what comes of it, and then frame with lines or something. I don’t know. It would probably be a good brain-draining thing though. At least the gaming and the mild Instagram addiction gives me some sort of creative outlet at least. Or maybe I just need to pull down my colouring book, which is a proper super-thick dollar store acquisition from the days before all these new-fangled adult colouring books. Really, I will have my two cents on that — colouring is fun, you don’t need a for adults one. :p I’ve never got this whole rush to be soooooo grown up as to shun fun things like colouring and pillow forts, but anyways.

 

Aaaand as my brain has apparently booped out, I guess I’ll wrap this up. tl;dr still here somewhere. Dord. Still waiting to find out when my next appointment is, but at this rate I’m guessing I’ll be lucky to be seen before February unless there’s an emergency. I love the NHS, I do, but man, f this government for destroying it to sell to their richie buddies and making it harder for people to get care they need.

Hope y’all are doing well out there.

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Eh — 11 Comments

  1. Dord, LOL. Had to click on that one. Have you incorporated it into your regular vocabulary?

    The artist Paul Klee used to “take a point for a walk” when he was at a loss for subject matter. I thought it was “take a line for a walk” but my artist father corrected me shortly before he died, when he was suffering from terminal boredom, among other things. I think both are good ways to begin. Hope you feel better. I had an athletic co-sleeper too. Screamed when alone, thrashed in our bed. Can’t win for losing. But 30 years later he sleeps like a….baby??? What a stupid expression!

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    • It is -totally- a stupid expression… unless you’re talking about my firstborn. She was a great sleeper and still is, ha ha.

      Yes, I use dord regularly as a lacking-word interjection noise, and also because I freaking love the concept of ghost words. As this is the one that introduced me to the concept… 🙂

      Most of my writing and art and things are all done freestyle. While I often make lists of ideas to write about, those almost assuredly never get touched. I’m disciplined enough in my daily writing, at least, in making myself sit down and do it, though one is a sum-up of the day before and related thoughts, while the other is just pure brain dump. I need to get back on the ball being disciplined about trying to hit this and my other public blogs at least once a week, even if it’s just sitting myself down and writing hella apologies for having nothing to say. *chuckles*

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      • Glad to know that someone else has long list of “to write about” topics that never seem to make it onto (writing media). My memo app has a whole page to itself for topics I don’t write about. My WP drafts exceed the number of posts that actually get published. Brain dump is such a good way to put it! I’m amazed that you get so much done with two little ones. At this point in my life, my extremely inquisitive Malinois inserts her nose into everything I do, keeping up a running commentary of her own particular indescribable vocabulary of sounds. And to think I’m getting another one this week! I hope they’ll play together so I can get something done

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    • I get that the adult ones tend to have more intricate things going, and I’m not saying that they’re uncool… just that like, seriously, for adults. Pfft.

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  3. I like the Lisa Frank coloring books. That whole merchandise line features psychadelic colored animals, which is exactly how I like to color ’em. Very therapeutic as long as I can hide my good crayons from Destructo-spawn. She could break the time space continuum, she is so destructive. Nooo, not my lovely brand name crayons with their vivid pigments…She can have dollar store uber waxy pale ones if all she is gonna do is break ’em.

    Glad the med thing seems to be sorting out. Just remember they can’t work if you don’t take ’em 😉 (Says the flubola patient who couldn’t keep any meds down for six days.)

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  4. Oh man. I want glitter crayons now….like real bad. And one of those gigantic rolls of paper they have in kindergarten classrooms so the kids can make murals or whatever. This will happen.

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