I don't know if I mentioned this in a previous post, but I'm trying to buy a car. And it's a pain in the butt. I found a nice deal in the city, and my aunt is going to go with me to check it out on Saturday. However, I need to stay in the city Saturday night, because it's b-day celebrations with the buddies (involving drinks that will not enable me to drive). It just occurred to me that if I did buy the car, I'll need some place to keep it while I'm in the city... oh, poopy. Cars are a lot of work in the big bad city. Maybe my aunt will have an extra space in her apartment's garage overnight. That would be nice. Oh, and Sunday it's my cousin's b-day celebration!!! She's turning three and is the cutest, most trouble-some girl - though not as bad as me at three, as my parents tell it. Her b-day is actually the same date as mine, but with so many things going on in the fam, it'll be a late celebration. S'ok. Alrighty, just a random thought + bored at work = useless post. :-D
"Who would NOT want an illness that has among its symptoms elevated and expansive mood, inlfated self-esteem, abundance of energy, less need for sleep, intensified sexuality, and ... 'sharpened and unusually creative thinking' and 'increased productivity'?" ~ Kay Redfield Jamison, "Touched with Fire"
I'm a bipolar female with a fascination for mine and other psychiatric illnesses. I work as a counselor at a long-term health care facility for the mentally ill. I like learning about neuroscience, psychology, and psychiatry, and I like writing what I'm thinking. So this is my blog.
You know how it goes. This blog is my thoughts and feelings, not only in general, but also about an illness that affects a pool larger than just those diagnosed. All of what I say is conjecture based on what I read and what I feel. Truth is relative, anyways. Leave a comment if you wish.
"Well, the world must turn on it's axis, And all mankind turn with it, heads or tails, And live and die, make love and pay our taxes, And as the veering wind shifts, shift our sails..." ~ Lord Byron, "Don Juan"