Wooooo got a 'partment that takes dogs
third floor
built in roommate
have not met him yet but apparently he is a pirate who plays the guitar and smokes a little and has a little fluffy kitty and likes Steven King
I know this because they gave us the keys and we went in to see the room but she he wasn't there is that creepy ( Read more... )

... Yeah that was dumb. Locking. Anyway tanager yesterday, still making imaginary houses in the Skyrim Creation Kit. Next, I shall be attempting again to learn code, and probably rage-quitting because I have the dyslexia in math and code counts as math. Because that's what happened last time.

Frankie update!

I let her back downstairs once she quieted down. She's sitting on my bed now, still hyperventilating, but not trying to climb up me like that'll make the bad noise go away.

Frankie's flipping the fuck out because fireworks. I just shut her upstairs because she wouldn't stop trying to climb me. Now she's trying to claw the door down and whining heart-rendingly.

I feel like the worst person right now.

owwwwww

mornings hurt

I graduated from Crazy People Class today ( Read more... )

Got a call from my mom on the way into Day Treatment saying Carol Eillers had just called her, and said that Tali was loose. I said I couldn't drop what I was doing and catch him, could Carol Eillers or the neighbors do it? She said she'd call them, I texted back and said I'd ask to be let out if Mom couldn't find anyone else who could catch him, ( Read more... )

... god fucking dammit, ambien posts are just obnoxious.

I have been posting things on Tumblr. I think I will look for an auto-post-LJ-tumblr-tumblr-LJ thing that will keep both thingies up do dates. My brain is seeeeeeeeeeeeengeeeeeeeeeeng from ze pillzes, and I think there is a greasemonkey script that does autoposties. And maybe I will tell it all to crosspost to Facebookses too even though I totes ( Read more... )

Missed meds yesterday, no sleeping pills last night either. Got to sleep after sunup. Extremely vivid, beautiful dreams that felt infused with meaning. Woke up, dragged self out of bed and dressed barely in time to get to first appointment with Whitters since October. I think. Since the one where he gave me a number in case I wanted a second ( Read more... )