Friday, June 21, 2013


They've decided to turn me bi-polar to try and cure my PTSD. Painting, drawing, and writing like mad. I had to give up coffee and I'm not adjusting well, but two cups of tea make me super hyper, and hyper tends to equal anxiety.

Getting ready to move. It's going to be the laziest move ever. We're hiring people to pack all our shit, move it, and unpack it. I'll be babysitting the cats and dog while the movers do their thing. I actually took the dog for a walk the other day by myself, which is a HUGE epic win.

Restricted my television watching to cartoons devoid of realistic violence. Trying to eat healthier. Trying to distract myself from my impatience about the move. Ready to go right now! The new house is about three blocks away from a bookstore. Super excited about it. Bookstores are like church for me.

About to have a huge fight with some distant members of the family. Not looking forward to it, because it's looking like it's going to be one of those "I don't really want you in my life" kind of fights.

My little brother is getting married next week, to one of my friends actually. Weird.

Going to buy a punching bag when we get moved in, because I need some exercise. I'm going to hang it in the garage. I'm also going to have a little mini art studio out there, so that will be my place to vent all the toxic emotions that tend to get pent up.