I know I'm not writing much. I'm not keeping up with my Oktoberfest forum very well either. Can it be I've finally run out of things to say?
Oh, stop your laughing.
I have been posting some over on Facebook.
Yes, Kat, I'm going to make you join one more thing. And no, you don't have to let anybody but me be your friend! ;-) Hell, make up a name. Surely there's one of those stripper name quizzes around somewhere! If you do come, I promise to write more in the "What I'm thinking" box.
I go through these spells of not posting. Although this has gone on longer than usual. And I can't say that I'm stopping blogging, cause the minute I do I always have tons of stuff to say.
So yeah, if you're not my Facebook friend yet, please friend me. Say you know me through Vox. I swear on the Bible, I will not start Twittering too. And if you still wanna track me here, I sure hope you're using a Google Reader or something so you don't have to come here when nothing's new.
Dear man walking down the street,
Do not approach me and ask for money as I am getting in my car. I will never be polite to you. I will throw up my guard. I will definitely not give you money. Matter-of-fact, do not ever approach a woman getting into her car. No matter how non-threatening you think you look, you will always be a man approaching a woman getting into her car. Do you not watch the news? Read the paper? A strange man coming up to a woman near her car often does not end well for the woman. It doesn't matter how polite you are. You will always be a potential threat.
Pass me on the street, near other people, nowhere near my car, and if I have a buck or some change, I'll probably give it to you. Put me in an uncomfortable situation and it'll never happen.
Sincerely,
Woman getting into her car
So, have I mentioned lately that I am going to Africa? Because I am. In 64 days, to be exact.
Anyway. I am feeling better. I tried upping the Wellbutrin when I remembered why I stopped the first time. My tinnitus gets really loud. Like wake me up loud. I didn't realize until I did some poking around that not everyone has tinnitus. I honestly thought everyone has some level of it. Ringing in the ears. I also learned it can be some really weird noises, so I'm glad mine is just ringing.
I have it all the time. For as long as I remember. Every day life just drowns it out and I don't normally notice it unless the room is quiet (like at night, in bed). But with the Wellbutrin, I could hear it while I was watching TV. And the volume I needed to drown it out was annoyingly loud. So I backed off.
We're having a step contest at work, so I've been walking a lot each day. I imagine even that little bit of exercise is helping. And I've come to acknowledge that some issues with a friendship contributed to the episode. But I decided if my friend needs space, I can give that to her. I just hope she comes back around some day.
About two years ago, I had a friend I hasn't seen in a while move to Austin. She'd been out-of-state for several years, so we made plans a couple times to get together, but I canceled. I didn't know how to explain what I felt, so when I tried it made things bad and we're not friends anymore.
Things are back on an upswing. I know that if this continues to happen, the low-lows, that I need to talk with my doctor about it. I've been well enough for long enough periods of time to know that I don't need to feel that way.
I cannot pee and pet the cat at the same time.
*Title courtesy O magazine.