Wholly smoked!
Practically the entire day is gone and I haven't written a damned thing. Shame on me.
Actually, that's not entirely true. I've written a bunch of stuff about how to install Cisco's Virtual Private Network client software.
Fabulous!
But of no interest to my vast public, I'm quite sure.
In Astonished Chemical Dependency news, I've switched my dosage time: I now medicate with my 10mg of paroxetine hydrochloride at night, around 9PM or so. My reasoning? The stuff has a lifespan of about 20 hours in the bloodstream. That means that, taking it around 6AM as I have been, I was running out of luvly serotonin reuptake inhibiting chemicals at around 2AM, right in the middle of my sleep cycle. Since I'm running the risk of my brain leaping from my skull with a pistol and shouting, "Gimme more Paxil or the fat man gets it!" I thought that it might be helpful if my "dry" time was between the hours of 5-9PM, rather than first thing in the morning.
Result? I woke up feeling like crap this morning. But that's because I ate too much turkey meatloaf and peas last night. Right now, my brain is humming along and munching on a healthy supply of paroxetine. And chocolate crumb cake, but that's another issue altogether.
Soon I will leave Babylon and head back to my country estate, there to frolic with vinted grape and lighted bicycle. Woo!
