one more day to live, & vacation's gone...
Yes, I've been lazy for the last 3 days, even to the point of not writing while Trish worked hard to clean up the basement.
The day before now, I'd awakened at 4:00, & fell back asleep again at 6:00, which left me exhausted. After a typical morning, drinking Scooby-Dew & listening to my homemade speakers, we had lunch, consisting mostly of leftover beans & potato soup. Still fatigued from the previous nite, I napped in the chair while Trish napped in the bedroom.
Once active again, I stuck on a DVD, but since it grew hot, fiddled with the a/c remote to snap it on a couple times during the music. Just when I was prepared to go down in the basement & turn on the fans, Karen Kalled, asking if we wanted to go out for a non-crazy taco & to do budget. After a few odd assorted burritos we paid the power & drug store bills, mostly just talked about Trish's racing thoughts & her dread of the impending school year. Today when I see Joe I'm taking her upstairs; don't know what downstairs is doing: "You should read the bulletin board"; "sorry, we only come in once a month"; "you should come in more often". Yeah, right, & what is there to do down there? Besides Trish, who is there for me to relate to in the Layout?
So after we returned from the taco store, Karen had told Trish not to give up on Britney; My Prerogative downstairs, followed by the desire to pop another Viagra, watched Live in Las Vegas until the peter-power kicked in & had, for once, a rapid orgasm. I still feel like the Risperdal should go, but that may not be realistic. Without the Seroquel, I'm less thoroughly sedated, which should give me a lot of extra energy -- am I becoming depressed, or was it just the long weekend? I'm becoming more schizophrenically disorganized, & may need to stop multi-tasking on my "deathless" prose, or else split my day up between morning & afternoon, F one, SF the other. I seem to have accomplished little lately, as opposed to my manic past.
Maybe that can be changed, but I'm more worried about Trish right now.
Bi-bi journal, until tomorrow, it's just some other time.
The day before now, I'd awakened at 4:00, & fell back asleep again at 6:00, which left me exhausted. After a typical morning, drinking Scooby-Dew & listening to my homemade speakers, we had lunch, consisting mostly of leftover beans & potato soup. Still fatigued from the previous nite, I napped in the chair while Trish napped in the bedroom.
Once active again, I stuck on a DVD, but since it grew hot, fiddled with the a/c remote to snap it on a couple times during the music. Just when I was prepared to go down in the basement & turn on the fans, Karen Kalled, asking if we wanted to go out for a non-crazy taco & to do budget. After a few odd assorted burritos we paid the power & drug store bills, mostly just talked about Trish's racing thoughts & her dread of the impending school year. Today when I see Joe I'm taking her upstairs; don't know what downstairs is doing: "You should read the bulletin board"; "sorry, we only come in once a month"; "you should come in more often". Yeah, right, & what is there to do down there? Besides Trish, who is there for me to relate to in the Layout?
So after we returned from the taco store, Karen had told Trish not to give up on Britney; My Prerogative downstairs, followed by the desire to pop another Viagra, watched Live in Las Vegas until the peter-power kicked in & had, for once, a rapid orgasm. I still feel like the Risperdal should go, but that may not be realistic. Without the Seroquel, I'm less thoroughly sedated, which should give me a lot of extra energy -- am I becoming depressed, or was it just the long weekend? I'm becoming more schizophrenically disorganized, & may need to stop multi-tasking on my "deathless" prose, or else split my day up between morning & afternoon, F one, SF the other. I seem to have accomplished little lately, as opposed to my manic past.
Maybe that can be changed, but I'm more worried about Trish right now.
Bi-bi journal, until tomorrow, it's just some other time.
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