Yesterday sucked.
Okay. Okay. I think I'm finally all caught up. I got my courses finalized, I know what books to order, I picked my desk, I scheduled both my dental work (so the pain will stop, yay!) and a regular exam, I found a psychologist and have a schedule with him (and even better, I have new methods to fight the anxiety and a new diagnosis that may very well set me on the route to being fixed and normal), I think I have my finances in order for the immediate future, I'm going to get more Lipitor tonight... I even got to have a minor breakdown and some family drama in between breaths. The only thing I haven't done much is sleep - by the way, thanks for that, anxiety. No, really, I'm pretty sure I don't have a heart condition. I just had an EKG four months ago, I don't have risk factors, and I even have valid explanations for most of the physical phenomena I feel. Not sure why you insist on telling me I'm dying every time I eat alone or try to sleep, brain, but we're done with that. I have new techniques. You, my friend, are going to be reasonable for me, and in return, we will finally get to relax. It'll be good; I promise.
Oh, and not only is there this, but also, I have Decemberists tickets. :3 Things are looking up.
Oh, and not only is there this, but also, I have Decemberists tickets. :3 Things are looking up.