i (might) like me drug-free!

have been off the meds since friday.

i know, it's not a good thing for me to drop them cold-turkey but i didn't. anyway, i will be calling psychiatrists as soon as i get out of this freezing-ass library! ok, cross out the "ass" because the wifi is free and i don't have to drive all the way to panera to use it.

so the first few days i have slept like crazy (saturday i joked that i didn't think i would be able to sleep through the alone time while noviosito de peluche was at work (ok i'm a little corny but corny is the opposite of stone cold, right?) -- i told him that it probably wasn't a good idea for me to be left alone - just in case; i've never had serious suicidal thoughts but neither had i ever been off the meds this long after being on them for a year.) but *surprisingly* i slept until noon. well, after a brief interlude where noviocito danced around naked after taking a shower and jumped on the bed, waking me momentarily, i slept until noon. i forget what i was watching but a few minutes into it, he walks in the door (or maybe this was friday?) OH! I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT YOU GET HOME EARLY TODAY!

also have been having nightmares. lots of people dying, me being lost and separated from my mother in turkey, old run-down scuzzy buildings, things not making sense, that kind of thing.

oh and guess what

TODAY I HAD MY FIRST-EVER NOSEBLEED!!!

for real, i have never gotten one until this morning.

i was laying on the futon in front of the tv picking my nose and i must have gotten carried away because the blood just started flowing.

ok just kidding, i was itching my septum, and i was laying down, and somehow i knocked my fingernail against the inner lining of my nostril (not the meaty side that is closest to my cheek, but the membrane right along the septum. i hope i didn't damage any phereomone sensors there.) and it just started bleeding. like, a lot. i was quite surprised by how much blood there was, but i guess the nose needs a lot of blood since it is the center of the olfactory sense. anyway, having had plenty of experience with other people's kids' nosebleeds, i just wadded up a paper towel and continued watching the Today Show.

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my mom woke me from my post-nosebleed nap. i said that my boyfriend is a good cook! and i thought out loud, hm i hardly ever cook anything. do you clean? my mom asks. yeah, i cleaned the kitchen floor last night because my feet were sticking to it. but i DO NOT vacuum! you spoiled me, with the vacuum cleaning system where you just plug the hose into the wall and you have suction! and his vacuum is about as big as i am! she laughed. so what do you do all day? you know, watch tv, look for a job, do crossword puzzles. stuff like that.
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hey, did i mention the time i was accidentally flirting with a guy who works at urban outfitters? he helped me pick out an ironic tee shirt for JLG ("everyone loves an irish boy" though he is colombian). then i was browsing some more in the women's section and this canvas bag caught my eye and made me laugh: j'ai un greneuille dans mon bidet. the guy happened to be standing there when i noticed and i said, HEY! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?! and he didn't, and he started to look for the translation inside the bag and i said, I MEAN, I KNOW WHAT IT MEANS BUT I WANT TO KNOW IF YOU KNOW. i don't really know why i said that. as soon as it escaped my mouth i realized, oh shoot that totally sounded like i was trying to flirt! it was an accident, honest!

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i was going to write about THE MOST HEARTBREAKING, TRAGIC HOLLYWOOD STORY (ie, nick and jessica) because it just looks like THE WHOLE FRIKKIN THING was a publicity stunt. i mean, i saw his video and it seems like it is TOTALLY about their separation/divorce. hmm...




and one more thing:
nelly furtado, just because you sang with a colombian (juanes) DOES NOT MEAN you are colombian. your hips DO NOT LIE - you are NOT SHAKIRA! so stop trying to shake your hips like she does -YOU CAN'T!