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 I don’t know what it is, but I’ve been sleeping a lot.  

Well, okay, the sleeping pills might be having somethin to do with that, I admit, but it still feels weird.

Went to see the doc on Friday – got my physical done and since I was awesome and whatnot and remembered not to eat for 15 hours, they were also able to do blood work on me.  Woo woo blood work.  

Told the doc about what all’s been happening, about the not being able to sleep, having trouble eating, the crying… the whole thing.  She had me do some little mental health test thing (In the last two weeks – have you felt sad, have you had trouble sleeping and/or concentrating, have you had thoughts about hurting yourself – that sort of thing) and I guess I scored kinda high on it.  She gave me the lecture about self harm and crisis centers and all that fun stuff.

In the end she put me on Wellbutrin for my depression – saying it’s from a different family than Cymbalta, which I was on before (worked well but it stole all my artistic talent from me and mom didn’t like me on it) and it should work better.

I’m also taking Trazodone (also known as Desyrel) to help me sleep.  

They figure it’ll take one to two weeks before this stuff starts to take effect.  All I know is the last two nights I’ve had some funky dreams. o.O I had to get up to write the one yesterday down, because it was so epicly weird.  

Later Friday night we had the Freeform game.  I mentioned it to Brandon (also known as Kumu or Mael, I’m not sure if he’s been mentioned in here yet) and he wanted to join the game, so I let him create a quick character.  The mission was a success and there was only a moment or two of  "God dammit! Everyone should die!"  Jim was able to keep that from boiling over – he got everyone to calm down and give me a few minutes to think and catch up.  

Didn’t get to bed till late Friday, but I woke up late Saturday and didn’t really do anything the whole day.  Had that wonked up dream, but I spent most of the day talking with friends and sleeping off and on.  I almost feel rested now, almost.  OH! Mom and I watched a lot of Bones too.  She’s almost a third of the way done with the quilt, and she worked on it while we watched Bones.  She’s up to 80 yards of thread right now – about 52 dollars.  I did a little more in my book – I’m going to have to really step up the pace.  Jim and I had a not-fight, and I ended up crying and taking a nap.  I know he didn’t mean anything by what he said and I don’t mean anything by crying – I’ve been crying off and on for the last few weeks over nothing.  So when he apologized everything was pretty much instantly forgiven.  we’re still dancing what I like to call the ‘pre-mating dance.’ Which is that awkward bit of time where you like someone, are pretty sure they like you too, but you have to figure out what the hell is going on with the whole situation.  Yeah.  It’s a lot of fun.  

I better get going – Andu just messaged me and asked if I wanted to go to the Tacoma Mall with him and his mom.  I haven’t seen mom in ages so I’m going to go.  Which means I should shower and make myself presentable to the general public.  Andu and I are also going to go out for dinner today too – figure we both need to get out of the house and it’ll give us a chance for some time – just the two of us.  Which we haven’t had much of.