cheloya: (VOLSTOV >> details schmetails)
Feeling pretty good at the moment, partially because I got to the doctor today, but probably more because now I'm on my period and in enough physical pain to distract me from any lingering sadness. |D; I should probably be less happy about that than I am.

I have new pills now, with less progesterone, and should be getting back to normal in the next week or so. We'll see how I go next month and if there's issues I'm going to have to figure something else out, I guess.

Also, in more important news,

brb, reading. :D

[EDIT] Oh, and I wrote a little last night. Like half a paragraph, and I had to crawl out of bed to get it down, but that's still more than I've written in a while. More than I've written as it came to me in a very long time, certainly.

still bad.

Apr. 6th, 2010 07:00 am
cheloya: (FF7 >> momma tifa)
But I had a good weekend. And a really up day on Sunday. That's been the only up day since last Saturday. But this is not the point.

[EDIT] And the problem with telling myself it's the tablets is that I keep wondering, what if it's not the tablets?
cheloya: (HOLMES >> heartless)
Not quite so bad now that I've sat and done quiet work by myself for a little while. )

Other than the issue of being unable to stop. fucking. crying. things are quite all right. Still a little worried about the interviewing thing, but I think that's mostly because of this what-the-fuckever hormone deal, since the more I think about it the more I realise how utterly ridiculous it is to be weeping over seven minutes in a room with practically a script and a notebook. This is not a problem compared to ANYTHING in retail! What the fuck, self!

But, yes. Things are going well. Darrin and I are thinking about renting together when his lease runs out, which will be convenient and also awesome. Dad's birthday is next weekend, although I hear his Bond costume party is fizzling out and am disappointed by this. Bec-from-Uni is starting work at Red Hat next Tuesday, on my team, which will be fantastic, although I may be a gibbering wreck at that stage (hopefully not so much after the long weekend, but there you are).

Turns out I am also unable to construct coherent sentences at the moment so it's probably about time I went to bed. Night, intertubes.


Mar. 1st, 2010 06:46 pm
cheloya: (FF7 >> @#$%!)
Had a great weekend, and a reasonably good day, and am now for no identifiable reason really tired and kind of pissed off/wobbly. And I still have to put all the books back in the bookshelf and make my bed and possibly do a load of washing. Have been exhausted since about 1pm, and I think I'm actually blaming that on leek.

I guess I'll be in the living room repacking the bookcase.
cheloya: (C&D >> you're not yourself)
I have to update this more. I've actually had a really good few days. A few minor moodcrashes - though nothing looks like a serious moodcrash when you're not in the middle of one, I have to say. But I have to update this more often, even when I don't feel like it, so that I have a clearer picture of what my days are doing. My memory is really terrible for this sort of thing, and I know that the moods never seem as severe when I'm not in them, so it'll be best to get it all down while I'm feeling it, so to speak.

Spent Boxing Day shopping with Wyrren and then came home and played Mario Kart, all of which was good fun except that my shoes were full of pain. |D; Stupid flats. I did find a lovely bright watermelon pink handbag, which was good, although we did not have much luck with the rest of my list. Wyrren found what she was looking for, I believe, which is a nice change for us both. XD Hurrah, shopping win! I was in a really good mood for most of the day, with a few hours of coming down on the end of it, which was disappointing but not unexpected.

Yesterday was a day of cleaning and putting in my new light fitting and working on this consistency exercise, which I finished off tonight. Yesterday I started going downhill at about two, and picked up again in the evening, which was when I started work on the exercise.

Neither Saturday's nor Sunday's moods really got into misery, just apathy, which is... good? I'm going with good. :S Is a frequent relief to be out of them, anyway, and I've definitely been doing better for the past few weeks, though I had a brief nosedive week before last - hence the utter lack of entries.

Today was pretty good, though not exactly on the high side of up. I did some cleaning, and Wyrr came over for 32-track Mario Kart tournament, which was good fun. My new controller apparently does not like being used as a wheel, though, as it would not let me turn when I tried to use it as such. XD Much hilarity ensued as I drove into walls and lava over and over again, and Wyrren tried to line me up so that she could ram me in the right direction, to little avail.

Have spent the evening finishing the exercise, as linked above, and musing over partitions. In a pretty good mood, but still pretty... floaty. My mind just feels like it's skating over the top of things lately, which is not great. I suspect I need to read more, but I haven't been reading very well, either. Just. Bleh. Maybe I need to eat better. There's not really a reason for this, and it frustrates me. Particularly since it means I can't freaking focus on anything long enough to do anything constructive. It's a miracle I managed to finish that exercise at all.
cheloya: (DWP >> learn to say no)
Apparently when I am not at five thousand watts of sparkle, everyone notices. I'm sure that means something good, but at the moment that seems to be translating into the need to be at ten thousand watts tomorrow so I don't worry people, which, uh. No.

Christmas party on Friday is looking more and more like something I would rather hide under the table than attend, but try explaining 'I will have trouble breathing' to the enthusiastically social without anyone taking it personally or trying to convince you that It Will Be Fun You Will Have a Great Time. Darling, I love you dearly, but that time is not great for me.

Additionally, iTunes, I don't need you to Genius it up for me every time I fucking open you. I need to you to play the playlist that I click on. That's why I make playlists.



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