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Dec. 29th, 2007 11:09 amone of my brother's goldfish is hovering at the bottom of the fishtank and twitching spasmodically. i can't handle traumatic fish death at the moment. i need to stop taking so much xanax because apparently it's addictive (that's one of those helpful things you'd think the doctor would tell you; thankfully mom seems to have a fairly encyclopedic knowledge of drugs). up-to-the-minute news reports inform me that the fish was actually stuck in a plant. stupid, stupid fish. now it's floundering around on its side and is probably going to die anyway and traumatize me. i hate fish.
i keep sleeping badly but having long, complicated, slightly bizarre dreams. not random, jumping-around, disconnected-from-reality dreams either - there have been some fairly elaborate plots going on. there was one in which i actually got to the end of the dream and was surprised by the ending, so my brain obligingly rewound to show me the plot twist, with commentary. it's rather unnerving because i usually hardly ever remember my dreams. also, completely random people that i barely know or haven't seen in forever keep featuring in them. if you want to guest star in my dreams, just let me know. :P
i find it grossly unfair that i am now experiencing the side effects of the medication that i stopped taking, because it's not quite out of my system, at the same time as the side effects of not taking said medication. i am under chemical siege and i want it to go away. on the other hand, if i wait a week and still feel like crap, i will no longer be able to blame it on the drugs. i am so extremely relieved not to be going back for j-term. at least i will have my mommy around to keep me from going insane.
i am vacating the room with the fishtank. this is too traumatic.
i keep sleeping badly but having long, complicated, slightly bizarre dreams. not random, jumping-around, disconnected-from-reality dreams either - there have been some fairly elaborate plots going on. there was one in which i actually got to the end of the dream and was surprised by the ending, so my brain obligingly rewound to show me the plot twist, with commentary. it's rather unnerving because i usually hardly ever remember my dreams. also, completely random people that i barely know or haven't seen in forever keep featuring in them. if you want to guest star in my dreams, just let me know. :P
i find it grossly unfair that i am now experiencing the side effects of the medication that i stopped taking, because it's not quite out of my system, at the same time as the side effects of not taking said medication. i am under chemical siege and i want it to go away. on the other hand, if i wait a week and still feel like crap, i will no longer be able to blame it on the drugs. i am so extremely relieved not to be going back for j-term. at least i will have my mommy around to keep me from going insane.
i am vacating the room with the fishtank. this is too traumatic.