my life with depression.com

i just heard the funniest thing:

it’s hard for kids these days. there’s so much pressure… when i was a child, i never had the pressure to be the bestest. OH… i mean the goodest — ty barnett, comedy central

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i don’t feel good. i’m hungry. maybe i should’ve eaten dinner last night. but i didn’t feel hungry. it’s 8:39 am and i have a therapy appointment today. i guess i better make some coffee and have some cereal. have i mentioned that i especially like special k because it’s high in fiber and low in sugar and it has real dried strawberries??

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ok. i’m eating and i’m waiting for my coffee… and while i was doing that … i was looking at my ‘to-go’ mugs and i was thinking about my france trips and how i don’t ever recall seeing anyone with a ‘to-go’ mug or i don’t even … oooh. my coffee’s done. i’ll be back.

so like i was saying, i don’t even think that i saw one being sold at the starbucks in france. and believe me, even though each grand soju caramel machiato or a la soju was $7, i still found myself in at least 5 of the ones in paris.

here’s my collection… from left to right. that short silver one is a pharmaceutical company one. i got it from my recent past company. the blue/green one i got from my dad since i spent a lot of time in the car and the green one is a pharmaceutical company give-away. i actually have another. it’s red. that one is a pharmaceutical company given mug too.


you know … now that i am no longer in the industry, i should get rid of all and anything pharmaceutical related … except for my medicine of course. i guess that will be another project for later.

it’s 9 am now and my therapy appointment is at 11. it will take me close to an hour to drive there, so i’m going to have to take a shower soon. but first, i need to try to talk with someone at this governmental office. see, i have a phone interview with them, but they have my old home number even though they have my new address. i’ve been trying to talk with a representative all morning and yesterday too. i just realized that they have the wrong number. my appointment is tomorrow and THEY are the ones calling.

you know, i wouldn’t be in this mess had i done the paper work when i was suppose to. but gosh … i couldn’t. it literally hurt to even think about doing them back in november, december and january. remember, it’s just been recently that i’ve not spent the whole day on the couch. [at least i was able to get out of bed!] but those months were horrible for me. maybe i need to hire a secretary to take care of paperwork … that sounds like a really good idea - huh?!?

how am i suppose to change the phone number when every time i call, the system tells me that there are too many people on hold and to call back later. THEN they hang me up and i’m left calling again just to go through the same thing. THERE! IT HAPPENED AGAIN! i swear this has to be worse than the governmental red tape in france. — no offense to my french friends parce que j’aime la france et les français et mon chou.



it’s 9:22 am and it’s time for me to take a shower… i don’t know why i don’t want to. after all, i’m a stinky M right now and i am truly having a fly-away hair day… am i being supersensitive when i say that i’m wondering if my good days are coming to an end???

i’ll continue after my therapy session. au revoir!