forty-eight days and things are looking up slightly (knock wood). i'm not sure what caused the upswing in my mood, perhaps it's the schizophrenia acting up again. actually, i'm not schizophrenic, but i have taken drugs that are prescribed for it. yes, a surprising number of anti-nausea medications given to cancer patients are also used to treat certain mental illnesses/brain chemical disorders. literally seconds after being given a drug called zyprexa by my nurse while in the hospital, an ad came on tv saying, "have you or a loved one taken zyprexa for your schizophrenia, and now you've beeen diagnosed with diabetes or [insert laundry list of other disorders]? call the law offices of avarice &malice RIGHT NOW." i almost choked. although at that point, i probably would have taken anything to stop the constant blowing of chunks. for some reason the technicolor yawn is intimately connected with craziness.
so, yes, back to the point, it was a better day today. i got out and went shopping just for fun. i would advise anyone wishing to buy a shirt in downtown northampton that none exist. let me rephrase: there are no shirts for anyone between the ages of 21 and 60. there are tons of tanks and t-shirts for teeny little young things, and then there are all of the matronly shops. so unless i wanted to go to work in a teensy camisole or some odd kind of caftan, i was out of luck. old shirt stained with hair dye it is...
a colorist today on "a makeover story" made this poor woman with beautiful dark hair a yellow and copper blonde. ick. some people need to learn that just because it's possible, doesn't mean it should be done! this has been your hair color public service announcement for the day.
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