
That's Poe, by the way. Edgar Allen, not the singer, though she's lovely too. Just not big opn the dispensing of wisdom. Anyhoo...
So, I've been battling extreme exhaustion for about the past, erm, it's been about two weeks now, maybe a little more. But, Gawd, it's frustrating. I'm just tired all the time, and I've been spending days now just napping on the couch or spacing off. Not only does it make me feel like a slug, actual things around the house aren't getting done and my writing muse is kind of circling the bowl, as it were. I think it's med related and would dearly love to start cutting back on at least the wellbutrin, but I've done the difficult withdrawl now with my valium and, seeing as my doctor even forgot her original diagnosis of bi-polar and was arguing with me on the point, I don't think she'll be much help. It's bad, cause I would so love to just get my med situation settled, even if only for six months or so.
I also find that it makes keeping up with my friends so difficult, so know that I really, really am trying!
The stress really can't be helping. My sister's just begun to feel truly awful and goes in for her exam/consultation on Thursday from which I hope there'll be some good news but I fear not.
My LJ still needs a major overhaul; though I'm liking it fine enough now, I'm going to get pretty bored fairly fast.
So, that's my whinging for the day. New Heroes tonight, with Chris Eccleston's debut! Wheeee! :-D
Peace, Ghani