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Yep, I'm officially Miserable.
I am lonely. My ankles are so bite-ridden that they are sore and swollen; itchy enough that I can't even register much itching at all from the bites on my back and my arms and the rest of my legs. I am exhausted; I can't sleep. I want to do things, but I don't have the energy to bother. There really isn't any food in this house, I should go and get something, even just some deli meat and bread so I can make sandwiches, but I look like hell and I don't want to wash my face or my hair or shave my legs or anything.
Oh Christ, I think I'm going to sink into yet another ghastly funk of a depression.
Fuckity.
I am lonely. My ankles are so bite-ridden that they are sore and swollen; itchy enough that I can't even register much itching at all from the bites on my back and my arms and the rest of my legs. I am exhausted; I can't sleep. I want to do things, but I don't have the energy to bother. There really isn't any food in this house, I should go and get something, even just some deli meat and bread so I can make sandwiches, but I look like hell and I don't want to wash my face or my hair or shave my legs or anything.
Oh Christ, I think I'm going to sink into yet another ghastly funk of a depression.
Fuckity.
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Date: 2006-07-28 03:25 pm (UTC)*fans ash*
*hugs massivly*
*sends more cooling thoughts*
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Date: 2006-07-28 06:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-28 08:27 pm (UTC)btw,does a cold pad on your ankle help?
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Date: 2006-08-02 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-28 03:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-28 06:32 pm (UTC)It's just the bites on my ANKLES! I guess it's because there's so many, so close together, pretty well on the boniest part of me, and so much that it hurts to walk. They're not as itchy as they were, thank god, but they hurt like hell.
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Date: 2006-07-29 10:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-28 06:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-28 04:03 pm (UTC)I'm just now pulling out of a depressive state of my own. It affected everything; being with people, my writing, mood, self esteem. A recent trip with hubby helped because it got me away from familair things. Sometimes just getting from the stuff that surrounds me is the best thing. Yesterday a walk fired up my energy in a way that astounded me. I had a half an hour for lunch, so I practically sprinted out of the store (I work in a Barnes and Noble bookstore) and headed off to get a wrap from Cherry's, which I ended up finding was closed. Oops. Next attempt, O'Dowd's pub which had a Beamish chicken salad (yes, I know, it sounds disgusting, but it was excellent.) Lots of walking, then sitting in the pub full of energy with no one to talk to, but people to watch was nice in a way I can't explain, let alone understand. It's not my normal pattern, you see. But maybe that's what I needed, that difference from the ordinary?
Hope you pull out of the funk before it takes hold. *hugs*
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Date: 2006-07-28 06:41 pm (UTC)The walk you had sounds loverly. What's a Beamish chicken, though? Do they smile a lot? ;)
It's funny, the way people talk about fresh air and exercise making them feel better. It's always made me so miserable! Though I guess a great deal of that has to do with me being allergic to the outdoors (severe tree and grass allergies), and the way that mosquitoes looove me, and the way the sun haaates me (I'm extremely fair-skinned -- born with dark blonde/light brown hair, but any "natural" shade of red/orange looks perfectly natural on me, if that helps to paint a picture). Of course, right now the exercise I'm getting is a chore, not something that I'm doing for me. Now, if the dog would, you know, actually walk rather than drag her feet and be all "but I don't waaaaanna, I just want to smell this treeeeeee, etc" it might be different. :)
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Date: 2006-07-28 06:57 pm (UTC)Perhaps they use the Beamish to get them drunk first? *g*
It's funny, the way people talk about fresh air and exercise making them feel better. It's always made me so miserable!
That's me normally! I dunno, I think I must have had a wild hair yesterday. Either that and the coffee I drank, along with the food? Or *gasp* I might have been in a good mood. *blinks* :)