So, it's Sunday night. Tomorrow is the beginning of another fine, fine week of living: The Army Way.
The Zoloft is helping me not feel horribly depressed all the time, but it isn't helping my anxiety. I think it's making my anxiety worse. I always want to be alone, and large groups of people and loud noise bother me much more than they did before. What're you gonna do, I guess. Can't have your cake and eat it, too.
This weekend, we visited the Coca-Cola Columbus Space Science Museum. It was pretty dismal - all the mockups were very cheap-looking - the Space Shuttle instruments were stickers, and the space suit was missing most of its dials - even the ones that were clearly shown in the accompanying drawing. The planetarium 3D show was pretty likeable, though. I enjoyed it.
I got a haircut and bought some clothes. Here.
The Zoloft is helping me not feel horribly depressed all the time, but it isn't helping my anxiety. I think it's making my anxiety worse. I always want to be alone, and large groups of people and loud noise bother me much more than they did before. What're you gonna do, I guess. Can't have your cake and eat it, too.
This weekend, we visited the Coca-Cola Columbus Space Science Museum. It was pretty dismal - all the mockups were very cheap-looking - the Space Shuttle instruments were stickers, and the space suit was missing most of its dials - even the ones that were clearly shown in the accompanying drawing. The planetarium 3D show was pretty likeable, though. I enjoyed it.
I got a haircut and bought some clothes. Here.
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Hmm... that's probably because I haven't been around much myself.
I've never heard of this "Coca-Cola Columbus Space Science Museum". The very term bemuses me, and brings to my mind visions of Coke-bottle-shaped rockets launched into orbit by sheer fizziness.
Note that I am easily bemused.