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Love is the best antidepressant....
This week has been something of a roller coaster... Monday I was excited about apparently everything. I booked a pedicure at Eveline Charles for Friday (I still have a gift certificate from my bridal shower), booked a lunch date the following week with my other significant other (I couldn't marry her -- strap ons just DON'T quite do it for me!!), ( Read more... ) -
Enough is NEVER enough....
It's no surprise to anyone that I was disappointed about my appointment last week -- I felt like no progress had been made. Thankfully, I've found a sort of contentment in a basic routine that I vary a little everyday. My mood has improved tremendously and instead of feeling lost, I have more of a tired obsession to just get this over with. Easier ( Read more... ) -
Nudey Pics!
I don’t think I’ve survived a slower week than this one. It just dragged like I could never have imagined. Lots of massaging, bending, massaging, straightening, cleaning here and there… the one thing I’m happy for is that my energy seems to be making a slow return to life. There are days that I wake up feeling like I could run a marathon, if not ( Read more... ) -
Road Trip!!!!
Last week went by well, and quickly. There was nothing really exciting to report -- no frustrating phone calls, no falls from stupid habits,
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The Long Roadrip to Hell
Oh, maybe not. We headed to Red Deer to pay a visit to the surgeon. Does that count as a road trip?
Because I got outside, I'm going to say yes, it does count. Cuz I can!
I woke up this morning just aching. It was a hideous time, but I took some pain pills and tried to ignore the goblins chewing at my shin and under my knee cap. Didn't work. And ( Read more... ) -
Questionable Content
There’s not much to write, except the same ‘ol humdrum of day to day couchness of a potato.
I could go into details, like how my mouth tastes like I’ve recently enjoyed a poop sandwich in the mornings probably due to the excessive amount of vitamins I’m now taking morning and night, or how there’s a spot on my head that feels lumpier than the rest, ( Read more... )
