Hell On A Saturday

Because of the stupid freak snow on Monday that caused me to miss a day of work, I'm making up for it on a Saturday. Lots of fun. Actually, it's not so bad, at least there is no one here to bug me and I can play my music nice and loud. Today's pick? Right now I'm listening to Evanescence. Just got it yesterday. Great CD. I know it's not nearly as heavy as most of the stuff I listen to, but I really dig it. Pretty, haunting, with an edge. I suggest picking it up. But you don't come here for music reviews, so let's get to the more interesting stuff.

Been spending a lot of time on www.emode.com. They have hundreds of tests you can take to learn more about yourself. Yeah, it's a load of crap, but it passes time at the flaming pit of misery. So, every time I post, I'll bring you an interesting tidbit about myself from one of their tests.

Today's test: What kind of monkey are you? I about died when I saw this one. Anyone who knows me knows my obsession with monkeys. I LOVE them! I must have hundreds of stuffed animal monkeys, shirts with monkeys, even underwear with monkeys. Oh yeah, I'm nuts. So naturally, I want to find out what kind of monkey I am. Ready for this? I'm a gorilla. As if you couldn't have guessed. LOL! Ok, here's what they say about me.

Gorilla

You are known within your circle of friends a rock solid, steadfast caretaker. You protect those you care about, no questions asked. Perhaps some see you as a little rough around the edges, but if you'd just stop baring your teeth, people will see straight through to your heart of pure gold. Still, you don't have to abandon your in-your-face attitude, just lighten up a little and give people the chance to get to know you. Because when you make friends, they're often friends for life.

Interestingly enough, you might find that the people who are most drawn to you are those most unlike you, people who are super-quiet and self-conscious. But that may be because they're secretly attracted to the way you can comfort and care for people. You might not really attract other gorillas until it's time to settle down. Otherwise, there's too much opportunity for you to butt heads with someone as stubborn as you can be. Many of your gorilla brothers in the wild are especially fastidious around their nests. For that reason, we could understand if you're the type to leave your shoes off at the front door. Just be sure to warn visitors if this is the case. No telling what kind of temper tantrum could flare up if they don't wipe down the sink when they're done with it.

So what do you think? Sound like me? LOL! I guess I could agree with it all, except for the clean freak thing. Anyone who's seen my carpet can attest to that. But otherwise, I think it's a pretty good match. So go ahead, check out what kind of monkey you are and let me know. www.emode.com.

Word for the day: Spittoon. Ok, I haven't completely lost my mind. My co-worker and I, both being writers and editors, are always coming up with words we just love to say. It has nothing to do with their meaning, just words we think are fun to say and roll off the tongue easily. One of my all time favorite words has to be spittoon. I know, I know, gross. But just listen to the way it comes out. It's a fun word to say and you have to admit, throwing it into everyday conversation will sure to get a laugh, or at least raise an eyebrow. I suggest you use it in a sentence the next time you're at a family get-together. But keep a straight face. :) So when I think of another word I love to say, I'll post it here. They're usually words that don't come up in everyday conversation, which is another reason I like them. Ok, I'll give you one more before I move on. I love to say post haste. It's so "Mr. Burnsish." How many people do you know that still say that? Well, now you know me. I use it all the time. "Fran, get off your ass and take out the garbage! Post haste!"

Ok, enough of all that. Time for a meds update. Experienced first-hand what the Effexor withdrawal is like. Last night I forgot to take my meds with dinner. Hey, I'm a horrible pill taker. About 3 hours after I was supposed to have it, I was doing a crossword puzzle and began to get dizzy. At first I thought I was just tired from looking at a puzzle for an hour. But then I started to shake and my vision blurred. It dawned on me then that I hadn't taken my pills. So I stumble across the room and take them. I sit back down and about 20 minutes later I start to feel normal again. But I was pooped, so I went to bed. Freaky. Very freaky. I get to work today, have my muffin, and take my pills. I notice I only have a few left. Stupid doctor was supposed to give me enough for 3 weeks. My appointment is on Wednesday. I have enough to get me through Sunday, and you guessed it, they aren't open on the weekends. Then I start to panic because I don't even want to think about how bad it will get if I don't have any pills to take. Will I get that dizzy feeling for days? So I called the emergency line and the doctor on call called me back. He said I definitely had withdrawal symptoms and to be on the safe side he's going to call in a prescription that will last 2 weeks. So I'll pick them up today. So once again I'm dependant on drugs. Excellent. I don't know what to think now. But everyone around me says they're helping me. They say I'm more pleasant to be around. I don't want that to change.

I don't know. I have to have a long talk with my doctor on Wednesday. Anyhoo, this post is getting really long, so I better jet for now. Laters!