inept

{inept picks himself up from floor}

Whoa, what happened there?

no, i was just going insane. i guess when i'm not really careful about my meds they can trigger manic episodes for me so ummm. welcome to what was some strange sort of near hypomanic episode type thing. and i WAS freaking out, it's just that i didn't have anywhere to put all of that.

so yes, i went home and stripped down and drew all over myself with washable markers and that seemed to get enough of it out of my system to get some fucking sleep so i can get the levels of effexor in my bloodstream back to normal.

and rowrl. pounding keyboards, pounding people, rowrlrowrl. *small meows suddenly* aaaand, reading your profile...i can actually send you a link to one of my lj entries where i say something like "call me rasputin, baby" if you'd like...erm. but i suppose i'm not wearing one of your shirts...but you get the idea. that's a bizarre coincidence. is it normal for girls to call themselves rasputin these days?

I don't like leaving the sequence of my music in the hands of modern technology.

I plan on watching my movies as many times as I can before VCR's become completely extinct.

yes,i've found it fruitful to end an angry journal entry with a bit of sunshine (whether it's bullshit or not!)
sorry about the ex. why people feel the need to pull things like that is beyond me.... =/