Yakety-Yak
Its official: I’ve got a problem. I think I’m just kinda sick. Seriously, I’ve been queasy these past couple of days and I finally threw up this morning in the toilet, hence the title of this blog entry. That and I need to go on a slightly mindless ramble here. I feel much better now though, much better than when it started on Thursday morning. I’ve been trying, though, to pinpoint the cause of this queasiness. I thought for a VERY long time.
Let’s see, the queasiness began before breakfast. The memories surrounding my epic “Love Stinks” blogs are still fresh in my head. VERY fresh. Now, I take Prozac to deal with some depression and even more major attention problems. However, in my little knowledge of the human body, I know that it has other ways of telling you there’s something wrong. I’ve come to the conclusion that I have definitely developed a major emotional connection to the “Sonicverse” in my somewhat 12-13 years being a follower of the franchises and I really can feel for the characters now. I officially classify myself as “fan-dumb.” ^_^ Little joke, but I can say that about myself for freaking out when a character becomes heartbroken. Now, I find that my own love drive is finally kicking again at age 21 and I have trouble with the ladies myself. I’m still on for the lunch date this coming week, but I’m still worried about it going wrong.
So in conclusion, I had to face a double dosage of depression, which has actually modified my behavior as of late, or so I’ve noticed. I have indeed felt it, however I had also theorized that perhaps the Prozac had been holding it back and that my body was going to break my depression out any way possible, even if it meant giving me a queasy stomach. I think though I was wrong about that, simply because I felt better after throwing up my cereal this morning. I think now it was just something that wanted to get out for a few days now. But whatever it was, it’s not a good thing to have during a minor depression bout. Hell, I even got kinda mad at my boss yesterday. It turned out all right, but he’d decided at the last minute to change our trip to the movies to go somewhere else. And dammit, not only have we undoubtedly been penalized by Whistlestop for changing the schedule but I was looking forward to “Harry Potter” all week.
Where do I go from here, though? I think maybe somehow I find that my own luck parables in the misfortune of those beloved comic characters. I have no girlfriend, Tails...yunno. Seriously, I promised myself that when I started this blog, I would try and not make it an “emo” blog like so many LiveJournal users do, but here I go doing it. I’m sorry if I brought anyone that didn’t need to come down with all of that emo crap and I promise to keep it to a minimum, if not zero. Thank you all for understanding.
Oh and in case you’re wondering, I’ll still be watching “Sonic X.” I may know what happens, but now I gotta see how. Oh, the suspense. :-)
Let’s see, the queasiness began before breakfast. The memories surrounding my epic “Love Stinks” blogs are still fresh in my head. VERY fresh. Now, I take Prozac to deal with some depression and even more major attention problems. However, in my little knowledge of the human body, I know that it has other ways of telling you there’s something wrong. I’ve come to the conclusion that I have definitely developed a major emotional connection to the “Sonicverse” in my somewhat 12-13 years being a follower of the franchises and I really can feel for the characters now. I officially classify myself as “fan-dumb.” ^_^ Little joke, but I can say that about myself for freaking out when a character becomes heartbroken. Now, I find that my own love drive is finally kicking again at age 21 and I have trouble with the ladies myself. I’m still on for the lunch date this coming week, but I’m still worried about it going wrong.
So in conclusion, I had to face a double dosage of depression, which has actually modified my behavior as of late, or so I’ve noticed. I have indeed felt it, however I had also theorized that perhaps the Prozac had been holding it back and that my body was going to break my depression out any way possible, even if it meant giving me a queasy stomach. I think though I was wrong about that, simply because I felt better after throwing up my cereal this morning. I think now it was just something that wanted to get out for a few days now. But whatever it was, it’s not a good thing to have during a minor depression bout. Hell, I even got kinda mad at my boss yesterday. It turned out all right, but he’d decided at the last minute to change our trip to the movies to go somewhere else. And dammit, not only have we undoubtedly been penalized by Whistlestop for changing the schedule but I was looking forward to “Harry Potter” all week.
Where do I go from here, though? I think maybe somehow I find that my own luck parables in the misfortune of those beloved comic characters. I have no girlfriend, Tails...yunno. Seriously, I promised myself that when I started this blog, I would try and not make it an “emo” blog like so many LiveJournal users do, but here I go doing it. I’m sorry if I brought anyone that didn’t need to come down with all of that emo crap and I promise to keep it to a minimum, if not zero. Thank you all for understanding.
Oh and in case you’re wondering, I’ll still be watching “Sonic X.” I may know what happens, but now I gotta see how. Oh, the suspense. :-)
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