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2008-01-15T00:03:16Z

front view
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

(girl)

sparky has no turtle. but peep that hamburger bun.

i honestly don't know how to describe the magnitude of getting to see sparky kicking and punching and sucking her thumb and fingers on a big flat screen tv in front of me. i just lay there with my belly exposed and took it all in: there is her cerebellum. all four chambers of her heart, which is pulsing steadily at 148 beats per minute. her ribs. her kidneys. toes and fingers. humerus. femur. that's my daughter in there. all eight ounces of her. she is perfect and alive and she kicked hard at my belly button for the rest of the afternoon.

amen.

vote for sparky.

2008-01-11T18:39:06Z

17w4d
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

so, the big bits-revealing ultrasound is scheduled for monday, and i'd love your vibey vote. so go here to guess sparky's bits!

just a quick update.

2007-11-15T18:29:50Z

dear lj friends,

just wanted to let you know that i am about 10 weeks pregnant. due june 15. sick sick sick. and oh so happy. it has been a long journey to get here, and though we're not out of the woods yet, little sparky appears to be strong and healthy and growing. (hence the sick.)

i probably won't be posting much here, but you can follow us over at bananie.

please donate to the gunther pickles memorial fund.

2007-07-27T20:04:11Z

please donate to the gunther pickles memorial fund.
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

for those who don't know our story, we recently lost our little cat, gunther, who was sick from about 5 weeks old.

two days after gunnie's death, we found two stray kittens, who we took in with hopes of adopting out. their names are chavez and phineas.

yeseterday, we found out that phineas has a heart condition that requires medical attention we cannot afford. if you can help, please donate at bananie.com.

a vote for bananie is a vote for humanity.

2007-03-02T02:21:45Z

VOTE FOR BANANIE.

ohchicken @ 2007-02-07T18:37:00

2007-02-08T00:38:25Z

say you were in a graduate class that meets every other week. the day of the last class, you had a day fulla panic b/c your chemicals were crazy, and you found yourself drooling in the living room when you should have been at the school you have paid lots of dollars to attend.

say two weeks pass. you are caught up on your assignments and you have two hours until class. suddenly, your stomach goes apeshit. you think it has something to do with the bok choi and broccoli you'd eaten an hour before. the bathroom becomes your new hangout. the cramps in your belly make you want to cry.

you're nervous about driving to school in so precarious a state. this is not psychosomatic: this effing hurts.

what would you do?

in the balance.

2007-01-30T18:35:39Z

tuesday morning. i have a day off, glory be.

i'm sitting on the porch with jesse cat, a cup of coffee, my camera, and--of course--my lappy. helen is dressed up like a teacher in a school full of childrens. i will drive over to my therapist's office in a little while.

sometimes i wonder if i should show up there with a list of things eating at me, so that she can dispel them one by one. that's what i pay her for, right?

without fail, i sit down in her office, take a swig of water, and go absolutely blank. i suddenly feel as if i'm about to begin an ill-fated interview, rather than a therapeutic appointment to help me be a healthier person on the inside. more than once, she has said to me as i fumble for words: "i feel like i'm working harder than you are right now", and she's right. for being a person who prides herself on her ability to communicate, "i don't know" becomes my favorite phrase.

am i making any progress at all? my therapist says i am. after all, i haven't fallen into the abysmal place since june. that's a longer stretch than i can remember happening in recent years.

today, i can imagine myself telling her about gunther. we took him to the vet yesterday, and they don't know what's wrong with him. at six months old, he weighs 2 lbs 3 oz. he has been acting like a kitty who is not feeling good, and so he had to endure blood tests. only, three people couldn't hold down my 2 lb kitten long enough to draw the blood. gunther is a fighter. after several unsuccessful needle pokes into his neck, he had to be sedated. they shaved his neck, and his bare little throat looks like it's been attacked by vampires.

last night, the sedative had not worn off. he shook with cold, couldn't eat, and stumbled around, stoned.
clem nosed him off the couch once, and he landed on his head. i feel sick.

he slept with me, pressed against my hip under the blankets. he responded to food this morning, though he is still walking like he's a little bit stoned. we will know the results of the blood tests this afternoon.

i will tell my therapist that i'm afraid little gunther's life hangs in the balance today. that we've known all along that he wouldn't have a normal kitty life, but that i am afraid of him being in pain. and i am afraid of letting him go. i will tell her that i am trying to be positive and peaceful around the world's tiniest kitten.
i will say that i want to be selfish and do everything i can to keep him alive for a long, long time.

he's not just a sick little kitten, i'll say. he's part of our family. we allowed his mother to get pregnant so that we could meet him. we are responsible for the existence of his life at all.

time to go.

a photo for the new year.

2007-01-10T21:36:42Z

take two.
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

clem and i would like to wish everyone in lj-land a belated happy new year.

kisses from the ohchicken clan.

year end survey

2006-12-24T13:00:29Z

(nicked from seasons )

1. What did you do in 2006 that you'd never done before?
got a personal trainer.

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
i don't remember, and um, i don't know yet.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
chloe, my cat. and my friend rachel.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
we lost drunk jim this year. and boomp.

5. What countries did you visit?
texas.

6. What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006?
much less drama.

7. What date from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
september 1, when we moved into our new home.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
it's a toss between actually starting my masters, and learning to take pictures better.

9. What was your biggest failure?
letting things i cannot control or change take me over emotionally.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
yes.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
macbook pro.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
my sister, who sends christmas cards addressed to both of us now.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
scary evil former neighbor, who threatened to kill my dog, and called me the c word, because he doesn't like "the gays".

14. Where did most of your money go?
aforementioned macbook pro, new house things, and frivolity.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
the prospects of adoption. the new house. taking pictures. the return of justin timberlake.

16. What song will always remind you of 2006?
gnarz barkley's crazy, sexyback, jars of clay's work.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you...
i. happier or sadder? Happier.
ii. thinner or fatter? fatter but fitter.
iii. richer or poorer? richer.

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
travelling.

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
drinking to the point of hangovers.

20. How will you be spending Christmas?
christmas eve in the country with helen's mom and the dogs. christmas day at home with the dogs and cats and PRESENTS and wine and spirits and tofurkey.

21. What was the best concert you attended?
you know i'm losing my touch when the only shows i saw this year were: aqualung (b/c jude gave me tix) and my jarboys (because steve gave me tix). both were lovely, however.

22. Did you fall in love in 2006?
every day.

23. How many one-night stands?
working on the four year stand.

24. What was your favorite TV program?
colbert, six feet reruns, vicar of dibley, and flava of love 2.

25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
i'm a lover not a hater.

26. What was the best book you read?
i know i've read some good ones. i'm blanking. blanking. "the spiral staircase" by karen armstrong was a really good one.

27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
andrew bird, brightblack morning light, (opening itunes....), dirty projectors, regina spektor, submarines, stars, the unicorns.

28. What did you want and get?
a new camera! a healthier me. many more pets.

29. What did you want and not get?
married. legally.

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
"Little Miss Sunshine".

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
i am 28 now. helen and i spent the day together, scooting around town. i gave her dreads. and i gave joey a mohawk. then i got a puppy named clem.

32.What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
no drama. no loss.

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?
fashionably unfashionable.

34. What kept you sane?
helen and cigarettes.

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
didn't we all love obama?

36. What political issue stirred you the most?
every.fucking.one.of.them.

37. Who did you miss?
boomp.

38. Who was the best new person you met?
vee and brockett and chris.

39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006:
more pets = good idea.

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"ha ha ha, bless your soul, you really think you're in control..." (the gnarlz and the barkley, of course)

merry christmas from the beasts.

2006-12-24T12:03:22Z

moe and charley are tired of this.
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

here's to a gorgeous holiday wherever you are.

kiss the ones who love you, whether they be furry or human. (or scaly, but don't keep the fish out of water too long.)

xo.
annie

taking a break.

2006-11-13T22:23:56Z

dear lj friends,

i think it is best if i take a break for awhile. too much has happened that should not be put into words here, and i am tired.

you can still find me over at bananie.

for now, goodnight.

milestones, chapter one.

2006-11-11T16:50:47Z

ooo, cold front.
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

1. i decided yesterday to let my armpit fro grow for the winter. i predicted cold weather if i stopped shaving.

last night, while i was sitting on the porch, and two days since i'd last shaved my pits, a cold front blew through, dropping the temperature at least twenty degrees.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

2. vanessa just got a new camera, and so she'll be photographing my hottening bod, but for now, i have lost between five and seven pounds, depending on the scale.

3. my ass jeans fit once again. they have been hanging sadly in the closet, along with the other clothes from my skinnier past, for at least three months. as of yesterday, i can button and zip them without risking bodily damage, such as the collapse of my uterus.

4. despite a few setbacks this week, including (but not limited to) fish n chips, beers, and a couple more beers, as well as being too effing tired to work out yesterday, i have not quit this endeavor. and i am getting stronger. watch out!

well what the.

2006-11-08T03:50:56Z

dear texas,

but i voted.

happiness is a warm clem

2006-11-01T22:16:46Z

he is our puppy now :)
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

disclaimer: i am fully aware that this announcement firmly places us in the "crazy ladies with the pets" category. but: look at this photograph. if crazy is bad, i don't ever want to be good.

on friday, our friends tamara and celesta called and asked us to stop by their house to make sure their litter of seven week old doxiedoodles (ie dachshund/poodle mix) had plenty of food. we're ~~good friends~~ suckers, so of course we did it. and, of course, we promptly fell in love with a bashful brown furball. we looked at each other with a mutual expression of "i'm caving. be strong or we'll have four dogs before the sun sets on this day." i held the pup in my lap, kissed on his ears, sniffed his delightful puppy breath. ah shit. it's my BIRTHDAY! i proclaimed. i've never gotten a puppy for my birthday! i've never raised a puppy! and so we decided we would adopt the pup our friends called buster. and then we drove to houston for boomp's funeral.

i don't know about helen, but the thought of enormous cuteness awaiting us back at home really helped me walk through the sadness of the weekend. every time i felt overwhelmed, exhausted, panicked, or simply sad with grief, i said to myself, "but i have a puppy."

"new puppy" is the safest antidepressant on the market. no weight gain. no sexual side effects.

we adopted our little boy on monday. his name is (judge) clement earl pickles mccarthy.

maybe we didn't exactly think through the whole puppy responsibility thing before we took him home, because the thoughts of potty training and puppy-proofing had not even occurred to me until he peed on the floor and ran off with my flipflop.

we adapt quickly, and so has clem. i can count his accidents on two fingers. he sleeps between us, and for now, we are setting an alarm to let him out every three hours overnight. for a puppy whose feet had never touched the bare ground before monday, he has taken to the yard like a champ. he understands that is the place for evacuating bodily stuff, as well as the best place for wild romping with his new siblings, who, incidentally, are okay with him joining the pack.

this afternoon, i am the queen of really bad cramps, and empathic little clem is napping snug against my belly. he'll be awake in a little while, i'm sure, and i'll be once again practicing my calm and assertive "no" as he tries to eat my computer. again. for now, however, he is my angel boy with whom i am already deeply in love.

boomp's beautiful obituary.

2006-10-28T14:44:02Z

CECIL EARL SPARKS, JR., born February 3, 1916 in Pine Bluff, Arkansas, and a resident of Houston for 74 years, died on October 25, 2006. Cecil was preceded in death by his parents Cecil Earl and Elizabeth Juliet Sparks; his wife of 64 years, Marguerite Tippen Sparks; his grandson, William Frantz Reardon and his wife Melissa; and his brother Barry Sparks. He is survived by his daughters, Elizabeth Sparks Reardon and Dr. Janis Cecilia Terry, both of Houston; grandchildren: Sean Patrick Reardon and wife, Terri of Mason, Texas, Helen Elizabeth Reardon and Annie McCarthy of Austin, Texas; Macon Lindsey Terry of Boulder, Colorado; and Jessica Blake Terry of Austin, Texas; great-grandchildren: Aaron William and Connar Patrick Reardon of Mason, Texas; brothers, Jack Sparks and wife, Marie of Cupertino, California and Joe Sparks of Tulsa, Oklahoma and many loving nieces, nephews and friends. He also leaves behind his special dog, Jake. Cecil moved with his family from Nashville, Tennessee to Houston in 1932, with Cecil, at age 16, driving a model-T Ford. Cecil graduated from Milby High School in 1934, and served in the U.S. Navy during World War II. He worked for Houston Lighting and Power Company for 42 years where he developed many lasting friendships. One of his proudest accomplishments was becoming a pilot when he was in his 50's. He enjoyed owning and flying his Cessna for many years. In his 80's he became an armchair pilot when he added a flight simulator to his home computer. His devotion to his family is his greatest legacy, and his incredible wit made him a person who everyone loved to be around. He devoted much of his life to caring for others, and his unselfish commitment to his family and friends will be missed by all of those close to him. He adored his grandchildren and spent many hours attending their school and athletic activities while they were growing up. He was there for all of the significant events in their lives, a dedication that they will always cherish. The family wishes to express sincere appreciation to all of the family members, friends, and care-givers who spent time with Cecil during his final months. A special thanks goes to Minnie Parker and Rena Delco. Funeral services will be held at 1:00 p.m., Saturday, October 28 in the Main Chapel at Forest Park Lawndale Funeral Home, 6900 Lawndale. The Reverend Doug S. Cadwallader of St. Thomas Episcopal Church will be officiating. Interment will follow at Forest Park Lawndale Cemetery.

*written by aunt janis. i am grateful to be mentioned as a member of his family.

goodnight, boompie.

2006-10-26T17:41:57Z

drink up.

Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

we lost boompie last night. he passed peacefully, with his daughters by his side. helen told me as i picked her up from the bus, and she crumpled. "i didn't expect it to be this hard," she sobbed.

we knew this was coming. he was 90 years old. he'd been ailing since his splenectomy in august, and he was ready to see his beloved marguerite again. when he was moved from his home to a nursing home, we knew it wouldn't be long. institutions like that simply weren't boomp's style.

but, when it actually happened, it was as much a shock as if he were a young man who died before his time.

it doesn't make sense. boomp is immortal.

boomp is the man who stepped into helen's life and redeemed the word "father". he is the man who kissed me on the lips every time he saw me, and told me he loved me. i have never had a grandfather of my own. boomp stepped into my life and welcomed me as his own family.

after his wife died last year, boomp sat with me awhile, holding my hand. though he never acknowledged me as more than "helen's friend annie", he leaned in close to me and said, "you and helen are lucky to have one another."

he knew. boomp knew everything.

his death is not real yet, as i sit here on the porch in my pajamas this morning, sipping coffee, and remembering that it's my birthday. helen is sleeping through the numbness, and i am trying to imagine a world without boomp's ornery, hilarious story-telling self in it.

goodnight, boompie. goodnight.

cecil earl sparks jr.
1916-2006

get me out of texas and fast.

2006-10-25T21:47:01Z

Same-sex Couples Entitled to Equal Protection Under the Law

Austin, TX (October 25, 2006) The Supreme Court of New Jersey
ruled today that committed same-sex couples must be afforded on
equal terms the same rights and benefits enjoyed by opposite-sex
couples under the civil marriage statutes.

In its ruling, the Court said there was no rational basis for
giving gays and lesbians full civil rights as individuals while
giving them an incomplete set of rights when they enter into
committed same-sex relationships.

"To the extent that families are strengthened by encouraging
monogamous relationships, whether heterosexual or homosexual,
the Court cannot discern a public need that would justify the
legal disabilities that now afflict same-sex domestic
partnerships," wrote Justice Albin in the Court's majority
opinion.

While the Court unanimously determined that same-sex couples
have the right to the statutory benefits and privileges
conferred on heterosexual married couples, they did not find
that committed same-sex partners have a constitutional right to
define their relationship by the name of marriage.

The court gave the New Jersey legislature 180 days to either
"amend the marriage statutes or enact an appropriate statutory
structure."

"This is a definite step forward in recognizing that same-sex
couples and their children are entitled to equal rights and
responsibilities under the law," said Paul E. Scott, Executive
Director of Equality Texas. "We are hopeful that as the New
Jersey Legislature moves to implement the Court's ruling it will
determine that the right way to end discrimination in marriage
is, indeed, to end discrimination in marriage, not create a
separate new system."

Scott added, "It is important to note that the New Jersey
Supreme Court acknowledged that the economic and financial
inequities borne by same-sex committed partners are also borne
by their children. Equality Texas has worked to defeat measures
in the Texas Legislature that would diminish and demean the
value of families headed by same-sex committed couples. Equality
Texas will continue its work at the Texas Legislature to fight
for family equality, including those families headed by same-sex
committed couples."

Equality Texas commends Lamdba Legal for all their efforts in
arguing the case before the Supreme Court of New Jersey.

Equality Texas works toward the elimination of social, legal,
and economic discrimination based on sexual orientation and
gender identity and expression through lobbying, education, and
research directed toward the Texas Legislature and other state
governmental agencies.

this is best birthday-eve gift ever. if only it were texas.

worried.

2006-10-24T19:40:20Z

portrait of a 12 week old young man.
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

i have to say it loud: i'm still worried about little gunnie. at 12 weeks old, he is still SO tiny. his sister is more than double his size. he eats aplenty, but he has little kitten diarrhea again, and so it's back to the vet.

he has become my little bird. he perches on my shoulder, and sleeps against my belly.

he still fits in one hand.

i worry. please be alright my bird.

meet maria.

2006-10-20T03:32:13Z

amazing
Originally uploaded by CommonVee.

from my other, more public blog.

yesterday i said "there has to be a better solution than this."

a few moments later, i saw this photo on my friend vanessa's flickr page. here was an intimidatingly buff woman with nevertheless a kind looking face (even as she gazed at her intimidating bicep). underneath the photo, vanessa wrote:

My client is a personal trainer. If you want to look like this and you live in Austin, Texas, contact me and I'll send you her info! =)

soon after, vee sent me her info. i looked at her website, her fees, and sent her an email of contact.

maria called me an hour later.

this morning, i spent an hour at her in-home gym, discussing whether or not we'd be suited to work together.

maria: ridiculously athletic, dedicated, former airforce officer, who was lovingly called "the punisher" by those she trained in the military.

bananie: um. well, look at me. i pat myself on the back for 30 minutes of cardio and some freeweights. i'm the girl who could never even do ONE chinup in gym class. (damn you, presidential fitness award!)

we shook on it. i paid her. i start tomorrow.

maria is convinced--because i convinced her--that i am at a point in my life to make significant changes in the way i live. i'm going to be 28 next week, which is not old by any stretch of the imagination, but still. it's not like it is going to get any easier to claim a fit bananie body.

also. two days off seroquel, and i feel awake and alert and capable of exerting some energy. what better mood stabilizer than some good old sweat? hopefully, i will sleep better too.

back to tomorrow. i signed up for her most "involved" 3 month program, which requires working out together 3 times a week, careful watching of my food and beverage intake (although i don't have to count calories unless i want to. "i'm not that anal" she reassures me.), and regular monitoring of my BMI.

did i mention that i paid her already?

i confess that i'm experiencing a little pre-first day of school jitters, along with a healthy dose of buyers remorse. yesterday, i was bemoaning my emotional state while eating potato chips. tomorrow i start working with an airforce personal trainer?!

at least i continue to keep everyone, including myself, on their toes.

if you don't want to read about this adventure i am about to undertake, you may want to steer clear of bananieworld for a few months. if you want to come along with me, however, i will obviously be talking about it a lot over here. oh, and i will be posting photos at flickr to monitor my progress.

think of it as non-celebrity fit club. and i'm tina yothers. yeah!

getting my kit together.

2006-10-18T22:47:25Z

ginger931 just posted a wonderful family story, about her childhood vw bus, and the fambly trips within it. she tells of her supplies that her mother gave her for roadtrips:

I always had plenty to do...
A kit of projects and crayons and games...
When you couldn't just go to Target and buy that sort of thing...Mum made it for me.

and now, as an adult, in that constant struggle to really, really live her life, she says:

Sometimes....Sometimes I misplace my kit.
I have to stop squirming to find it again.

It's still there.
Everything I need is there.
I grew up loved and protected and free.

I had a happy childhood.
It sustains me still.

Chop me down, I will grow back.
My roots are healthy and deep.

I have all the supplies I need to make it through this life,
I have enough..........to share.

thank you my ginger. i'm getting my kit together too.

this morning, commonvee posted a photo of a woman with intimidating biceps, who is a client, and physical trainer. despite the intimidation, this buff woman looked nice (ie, not like dude from celebrity fit club). and so. yeah. i made an appointment. for tomorrow.

when i contacted her via email, with great trepidation, this is the response she sent:

I'm happy to hear that you are wanting to take control of your health. It
really sounds like you are ready to get started and make a change.
Congratulations on reaching this turning point in your life.
It is a common misconception that to stay fit and lead a healthy life, you
have to live in the gym or constantly work out. It takes small changes, one
step at a time and before you know it living healthy will be part of you.
I would be honored to help you on this journey.

tomorrow, folks, something new begins.

maybe, just maybe, i'll be able to balance myself better with some fitness. and maybe i'll even sleep!

another foggy day.

2006-10-17T23:40:32Z

i can't keep doing this seroquel thing. my dosage is just about where my dr would like for it to be, and yet, the exhaustion is still quite daunting.

helen immediately knew this morning that i'd taken the pill last night. i don't stir. at all. i didn't stir until she woke me up after noon. the inside of my cheek was bloody and scabby from clamping down on it all night with no reprieve. i was too asleep to notice that i was biting myself hard.

i did go to work, groggily, and kept pace for a few hours, until i requested to be relieved. (our department is quiet now, and one can leave early most days.) the fog was becoming headache, and i just wanted to go home.

and here i am at 6:30 pm. the sun is setting. charley is dreaming at my feet. helen is in class, and i am trying to stay awake. after all, i have a book to write. a story to edit. many pages to read. and yet.

i cant reach through this thickness, out to the world i know is there, with all its responsibilities and promises. if a stable mood is numbness, detachment, and malaise, then bravo, seroquel. you are doing your job.

i hate when helen is away.

2006-10-07T05:18:14Z

trying to keep entertained, or at least distracted. work again in 9 hours.
and then gregg will visit. and then...she'll be home.

lost in a fog.

2006-10-06T02:35:04Z

so my psychiatrist chided me yesterday for my reticence to take seroquel regularly. we've been striking out recently when it comes to my cocktail, and seroquel is one of the few drugs that my body seems to be taking without much trouble.

a quick review of my body's rebellion against my psychiatrist's prescriptions:

welbutrin: allergic reaction that kept me from swallowing or breathing very well.
lamictal: i was one of the "rare instances" of a "possibly lifethreatening" rash (if it spreads), that thankfully stayed put on my face, but made blinking feel very funky.

so, i've been on prozac and seroquel, and i can breathe and my face feels normal.

seroquel sucks. i hate it. as a girl who has trouble quieting her mind enough to sleep for eight hours, however, it's a medication that my doctor thinks is a good idea. but when i take it, i sleep. and sleep. for very long hours. helen says that it looks like i'm dead when i've taken it.

when i take seroquel, the next day is a disaster. take today. a day off. here was how i hoped my day would pan out:

1. get up early, and take chloe to the vet to get spayed.
2. enjoy the morning, and take the dogs for a long walk with helen.
3. work on a presentation for class at cafe mundi.
4. pay the rent.
5. pick chloe up from the vet.
6. go to class.

instead, here is how today actually happened:

1. i turned off the alarm clock. helen brought me a cup of coffee that sat untouched beside the bed.
2. helen took chloe to the vet, and walked the dogs, while i slept.
3. i woke up for about an hour around noon, ate the food helen had made me hours earlier, drank microwaved cup of coffee.
4. went back to bed until 3.
5. in a haze, i shittily put together my presentation. helen picked chloe up from the vet, and paid the rent.
6. helen drove me to class, where i shittily gave said presentation.

seroquel steals my days. my psychiatrist promises that if i continue to increase my dosage, the sleepiness will wear off. instead, i'll get to worry about the risk of rapid weight gain and diabetes. high cholesterol too.

i don't know what to think about giving my brain over to seroquel. it feels like a deal with the devil. i am given sleep and a little less anxiety in exchange for my days? my weight? my blood?

forgive the rant, but i'm so angry about losing a beautiful day to side effects.
/end.

call off the search!

2006-10-04T12:37:42Z

call off the search!
Originally uploaded by ohchicken.

7 am, moe was just starting to think about obnoxiously waking us up for his morning stroll in the backyard.

and then thump thud thump from underneath the house. you know, the place where the crawlspace is. so anyway, thump thud thump, and it's debatable whether it was a something trying to escape, or trying to access the crawlspace.

you have guessed it by now: jesse.

not a scratch.
noisy as ever.
hungry.

welcome home, boy. you scared us shitless.
can we all go back to bed now?

ancient sumerians and kevin costner.

2006-09-29T22:42:38Z

best thing i've heard all day.

(thanks perez hilton.)