Are you sure?One of the hardest things to do as an adult is to make a decision and stick to it. Not so hard if the decision is whether to have ice cream or broccoli, though.
I believe that most of the time, a good indicator that you've chosen the 'right' course of action is that you feel gross. Clear conscienced, but knowing you just got down in it--that you looked down the clear comfortable road, and have chosen at peril the other path, which usually has some manner of thornery and uncertainty, although a measure of light in the distance to be sure. The light that tipped the scale.
But sometimes you don't feel in the mood for that sort of thing. Can give one a stomachache. What a shame. What does one do with shames, anyway. I have labeled a number of them and find them quite useless, but quite unthrowawayable.
Ze buch is swimming along like a little fish...that swims slow.
I'm so sick of putting things up my nose!Uncle already, jiminy!
I've not taken the antibiotics so gleefully doled out by Dr. Dealer, deciding instead to try some quackery in the form of herbs and such. While the homeopathic remedy for the sinus inflammation helps slightly, with no groggy side effects (like Bactrim's possibility of a rare skin disease), I am still not breathing well. So I've been taking non-addictive nasal sprays, which are just about as glamorous as they sound, plus I get to feel like a cokehead--how nice!
I've started writing again (this book should be done by the time I'm 49)...Jamie Bell is proving to be an excellent muse, actually. He's gotten me a lot farther along plotwise--it's just a chore to get it down. I wonder if I'm not better suited for scriptwriting, as my style is more spare. I hear Hemingway did as well, and I've made it a point to pick up one of his novels at some point.
I'm blogging to avoid putting stuff up my nose. Sigh.
Tori and my...connection.Tori Amos risks sounding Dr. Phillish in "Sleeps with butterflies"...but I bought the cd today just to hear the song over and over and over again.
I apparently still have the sinus infection...? My new doctor is also a drug pusher. I can come to no other conclusion, as he spoke to me for five minutes and wrote out five, FIVE, prescription blanks. I did request two of those, o.k...I was kind of surprised.
Should I instead surmise that he is a genius of medicine, needing only seconds to diagnose me, like Senator Frist diagnosed Terri Schiavo through videotape? I would surmise such, except he also had FOX "news" on in the waiting room.
Alas.
