silly tuesdays. i hate them. but at least i have _scrubs_! :)
finally got a vital piece of work done today. i feel good. granted, i only started around 3:30 because i had basketball AND a long meeting to go to, but still... *huzzah*
don't know what else to say today.
hm.
my project lead is working from home this week. she seems so relaxed! (she stopped by the office today for a meeting) i wonder if i can get my iMac to get VPN access so i can do that, too. hm. maybe i'll look into that; i'd love to be able to work from home and take naps in the afternoon and such.
ah, the world series game 3 just started a few minutes ago. despite my distaste for the game, i feel like going home to watch it. go red sox! go pedro!
i'm seeing my psych tomorrow morning. i plan to ask to up my dosage of haldol for 5mg, and if that doesn't work, shit, i'll be bummed out. the thing is, i think my body has built up a resistance to the stuff, because last time i tried it, even 2.5mg fucked me up. and today, i'm on 4mg of the medication! hm.
i'm fast losing my memory of what it feels like to be normal. i've been afflicted with this latest tic storm since march. *sigh*
i'm amazed that my parents had me when they were 25. at that age (and even now), i don't think i'm mature enough to raise a kid. there's so much to know about! crazy, huh? like, how do you keep your kid from sticking his hand down the garbage disposal?
yeah, i've been having recurring thoughts about that, i.e. mangling my own hand in the garbage disposal. it's a really disgusting thought. i mean, if you did that, would you even be able to reattach your fingers? wouldn't they all be minced up into tiny bits? *shivers*
i think one of the reasons why i don't cook is because i'm afraid of knives. sharp things freak me out. it's amazing that i was able to get some acupuncture done on me a few years ago. and i've been meaning to get a blood test (no, not because i think i have syphilis, but because i want my cholesterol checked), but the thought of that big fat needle they use makes me go wonkers.
i'm such a wuss, i know. that, and roller coasters and horror moves. all of them scare the dickens out of me.
by the way, for those of you who've seen it, how was _the grudge_?
ok, i have some e-mails i need to write. toodles!