Hello again 3 am. As in I am awake for the day. Meh.
Recovery Stage: ANGRY
SARAI SMASH No, I haven’t gone Hulk yet (and we all know I’m more likely to ‘River Tam’), but I tell you what these days I am freaking close. I feel like I’m at that really awkward stage of recovery where I look like I’m doing really well, and I sound like I’m doing really well, when I’m actually only doing moderately well. So here’s...
Six Feet Under
Dexter is a secretly gay funeral director who just became a deacon at his very traditional Anglican church and is sleeping with a hunky black police officer. Jilly Kitzinger is the daughter and she’s really… full of gumption. Rachel Griffiths is a slightly disturbed shiatsu masseuse. And Sandra Oh was just a porn starlet in a blonde wig
thechristopherglen: It’s so hard to be single sometimes when all you want to do is cuddle and share a pizza. Share a pizza? Bitch please. There ain’t no one on tumblr who wants to share a pizza.
We did not get the house we loved. Moving on.
The Suspense is Killing Me
Can they not just call us and say if we are in the running or not?! We put an offer in on a house yesterday… but there are two other offers.
Watching Six Feet Under for the first time on the advice of one of the nurses from the mental health unit. I don’t even know anymore.
[[MORE]] Sometimes I just can’t breathe. Not because I can’t breathe But because I can’t deal anymore I’m so freaking exhausted. I don’t want to be al- I mean I don’t want to but I just can’t I’m b r e a k i n g u p
Good things came out of today. Psychology visit went well Submitted forms to Medicare. Did not die from stress. Got book from library. Saw mortgage broker Submitted offer for house (please Jesus let this be our new home) Got sleeping tablets (praise the Lord) Got a repeat for the antidepressants. And now I’m exhausted. But I did it. I did it. I got through it. I held my shit...
How to Talk to Girls at Parties (eBook Original):... →
neil-gaiman: How to Talk to Girls at Parties (eBook Original): Neil Gaiman: Amazon.com: Kindle Store It’s my SF short story (currently being adapted into a film by Hedwig’s own John Cameron Mitchell) it’s free, and comes along with an OCEAN AT THE END OF THE LANE preview — you can read the first 3 chapters, a month before publication. It’s up on Amazon now and you can download it to your...
lindsaur-gor: There needs to be a code word or something that means “my brain is fighting me every step of the way today and I feel like I’m going to vibrate out of my skin, so I need you to forgive everything and go slowly and speak softly and lower your expectations.” And then we could all just be like, “I know I said we could go to a movie tonight but… tangerines.” And the other person would...
Today is going to be very stressful. Keep me inyour thoughts. I know I can do it and I know it won’t kill me. But yeah. I am aware of how today might go.
Every day I smile more and cry less. Some days I do not smile much and some days I cry too much. But I never cry as much as I used to. And I am still capable of smiling. Yesterday, I laughed so hard I went from the couch to the floor and there were tears in my eyes. A month ago, that wouldn’t have happened. A week ago, that wouldn’t have happened. My laughter still sounds strange...
To watch or not to watch?
Have mastered going to bed and getting to sleep within 30 minutes. Have mastered going to bed at reasonable hour (10:30/11pm) Need to work on sleeping past 3am.
The Belgium dancers are scaring me.
Host: We'll be broadcasting from many locations, even Australia
NoRuffles: WHAT? LIKE WE AREN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU? LIKE OUR PEOPLE AREN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU? YOUR THE ONES THE CAME HERE AND MADE AUSTRALIA THE COUNTRY THAT IT IS, YOU INVASIVE BASTARDS
*glares at T.V. while sister laughs*
This Irish Drummer thing is super interesting
The pants. The dancing dudes. The guy playing most of the drums with the faux-Wolverine hair.
noruffles: He’s as tall as a house And his name is ‘Igor’ Dying. Thank you,Eurovision
It was a fine line between a great performance and a wardrobe malfunction.– Sam Pang, Eurovision.
Tesla is pulling his stitches out. And There is this thing called the Salamanca Declaration put out by Tasmanian Christians which is meant to be for ‘life’, ‘liberty’, and ‘legacy’ and is, respectively, about stopping abortions, protecting Christian’s ability to worship freely and publicly, and preventing any marriage not between a man and a woman. Where...
I’ve been sitting here wracking my brains for something positive to write about. But I’m struggling to think of anything. Not because there isn’t stuff to talk about. I could write answering people’s questions about ‘substance p’. I could talk about values vs goals. I could talk about the trauma butterfly metaphor. I could talk about mindfulness...
I am a reprehensible human being sometimes.
Other times I’m probably okay.
I just dropped Tesla off to the vet to be de-sexed and he is going to be gone all day. I’m so sad. I feel so mean. And I’m going to miss him so much because he’s my constant companion during the day. Yes, I’m aware I’m overly attached to my rabbit. What’s your point?
shutupaubrey: team “i wore this yesterday but i’m going to a different place so it doesn’t matter”
In 18 days I will turn 25. I promised everyone I would celebrate it this year and not be a bitch about it or ignore it like usual. I really want to be well enough to enjoy it properly.
Miserable and Tired
Okay so I’m having a depressive moment. I figure my blog can’t all be inspiring recovery stuff. Because I want to be real. Today I had the worst anxiety attack I’ve had since I left hospital and I sobbed for over an hour. I sobbed so hard I threw up. I’m so effing tired. I haven’t slept properly in so, so long. [[MORE]] Read more line above for the mobile...
Bathory: Countess of Blood
So I just watched the movie and I have to say… I was not expecting what I saw. Which, I guess, was the point. Erzsebet Bathory, or Elizabeth Bathroy, is in the Guinness Book of Records as the most prolific serial killer of all time. But in the movie… she killed seldom, though she did torture the occasional servant for misbehaving. She wasn’t strictly sane, she appeared to have...