Valantasis' Day
Once, many years ago, when Trish & I first lived together -- before her illness kicked in like an interstellar overdrive -- she fixed a special breakfast in honor of the occassion. I responded, "It's not X-mas", think that I hurt her feelings. This Valentein's day, I'm sure that, with the help of Viagra, we can entertain each other with something that transcends Philip K. Fantasy, though it means not-inviting Jeffer Auss over once more. Wish he'd get a girlfriend.
So when I checked my email this morning, I did, indeed, get the MPC. However, I had problems redeeming it: "that title doesn't exist in the queue". Since Ted wanted his name removed from the project, I had to fill out the title-change form. It must not have kicked in yet. I sent aburt a note about it. I should be hearing in awhile. I just wanted him to know about the dread mutant killer glaucoma. On top of my mental illness (fuck Scientology), it's functioned as a 2nd illness.
Yesterday, I did a couple more crits; went on the phone with Doc Larocque's nurse. There are 2 possibilities: 1) kick the dosage of the temazepam up (still getting up at 5:00) or 2) replace it with Seroquel (might be an option after I blew up at Bill Berry: psychotic symptoms). We'll have to see how the condition developes, but I may opt for the Seroquel. (The history of Scientology is the same as the history of Naziism. There's no such thing as a Thetan. Soundth like thomeone with a lithp trying to thay "Satan", anyway.)
Gotta get back in touch with the guy who wrote _Inimicus_. The MPC doesn't even kick in until next week, then I have to allow some time for the crits to dribble in, so I have a 2-week reading period before even thinking about doing the re-make/re-model of "Silence", where the Ladytron gets laid by a guy with an atomic bong.
It's still quite cold out. We're leaving the basement door open at night now, & sometimes the heater down there puts out enough heat to (somewhat) keep the upstairs warm.
I'll try to make it to the store today. Soup kitchen first. The food is better than the preachers down there. I fell for Fundamentalist loony while in the Invisible High, won't make that mistake again.
So if I'm not doing a DR, I'll probably just do chat rooms all day & play with the keyboard some. I still need to put the left & right hands together on "Crystal Ship".
So when I checked my email this morning, I did, indeed, get the MPC. However, I had problems redeeming it: "that title doesn't exist in the queue". Since Ted wanted his name removed from the project, I had to fill out the title-change form. It must not have kicked in yet. I sent aburt a note about it. I should be hearing in awhile. I just wanted him to know about the dread mutant killer glaucoma. On top of my mental illness (fuck Scientology), it's functioned as a 2nd illness.
Yesterday, I did a couple more crits; went on the phone with Doc Larocque's nurse. There are 2 possibilities: 1) kick the dosage of the temazepam up (still getting up at 5:00) or 2) replace it with Seroquel (might be an option after I blew up at Bill Berry: psychotic symptoms). We'll have to see how the condition developes, but I may opt for the Seroquel. (The history of Scientology is the same as the history of Naziism. There's no such thing as a Thetan. Soundth like thomeone with a lithp trying to thay "Satan", anyway.)
Gotta get back in touch with the guy who wrote _Inimicus_. The MPC doesn't even kick in until next week, then I have to allow some time for the crits to dribble in, so I have a 2-week reading period before even thinking about doing the re-make/re-model of "Silence", where the Ladytron gets laid by a guy with an atomic bong.
It's still quite cold out. We're leaving the basement door open at night now, & sometimes the heater down there puts out enough heat to (somewhat) keep the upstairs warm.
I'll try to make it to the store today. Soup kitchen first. The food is better than the preachers down there. I fell for Fundamentalist loony while in the Invisible High, won't make that mistake again.
So if I'm not doing a DR, I'll probably just do chat rooms all day & play with the keyboard some. I still need to put the left & right hands together on "Crystal Ship".
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