Go to bed. I'll happily play half life 2 and eat cookies instead of you. In fact, I read about Dear Esther and I wanna experiment with it.
Which means I might need to start dating gamers again. Because I don't have the equipment for it, and I ain't gonna buy expensive shit when only want to play once in a while.
And I hate one of my instructors, so much.
{{{Kristin}}} I know this feeling. I wish that there were easy solutions that were not about the meds. Does caffeine make the anxiety worse? If not, it can be a reasonable form of self-medication. Some people find meditation and/or exercise to be effective for breaking through when meds are not getting the job done. The things that have worked for me, aside from meds, were extremely self-destructive.
{{{Kristin}}}
Believe me, I can sympathize.
Congrats, Sparky and family!!!
Congratulations to Sparky and her DH! Yay new buffista sprog!
Woohoo! Congratulations to Sparky and family!
Wooot, Sparky, DH, and Babyfras!
And I am so mightily intrigued to find out the marvelous name.
Congratulations to Sparky and Co.!
Welcome to the world, babyfras! Congrats, Sparky and Sparky's DH! So glad all of you came through this well!
A baby! Woo. Congrats to Sparky and family.
I just had an awful shock. The admistrator for my course e-mailed to ask why I hadn't handed in my second essay yesterday. I have a two-week extension, but some idiot in the office seems to have lost both the form *and* their copy of the confirmation of the extension. AND then my course tutor forgot that I had talked to her, more than once, about the extension, and that she had written my new hand-in date in her diary. Nice. That general screw-up nearly cost me half a semester's grades. Can I have a vodka now, please?