The Official 2020 Everything But The Kitchen Sink Post

[Squiddy]

Eating chicken pot pie, mac and cheese, fries and a brownie for lunch

 

[departing]

@MysticPerception hope your day turns out better than it started. Glad the TV at least works.

I'm glad their TV works, too. If my TV died, it would be an even longer day.

Eating chicken pot pie, mac and cheese, fries and a brownie for lunch

I think that's all four food groups. :)

 

[Jean4]

I have my groceries delivered, too, and I love it. It makes everything nice and easy. I save the bags, though, to use as trash bags.

These were paper. Not worth saving. Plastic is for cat litter

Eating chicken pot pie, mac and cheese, fries and a brownie for lunch

Pics!

 

[Carina]

omg I am so confident I'm doing things like a freaking network engineer to block evil people...

and yay for people eating good food and stuff!

 

[MysticPerception]

My head hurts and my eyes hurt and I want to go back to bed. I refuse though. Suffering is my calling in life. I must carry out my duty and die slowly through the day because my brain choose to wake up so this is my punishment for it.

 

[Squiddy]

These were paper. Not worth saving. Plastic is for cat litter

Pics!

I didn't get the pics, but I'll get tonight's dinner.

I'm glad their TV works, too. If my TV died, it would be an even longer day.


I think that's all four food groups. :)

I think so too

 

[Jean4]

Lets see if I can concentrate to get real job work done.

 

[Squiddy]

That moment when your passive suicidal thoughts get a little bit worst suddenly

 

[BlueWidow]

Good morning everyone,

I really hope your heat gets fixed soon and that you stop being harassed by social service, @L0ne1ygh0st. Both your therapist and your landlord sound like jerks. Happy birthday. I hope you have as good of a time as you can while feeling the way most of us seem to feel here. At least you get cake. Cake is always good.

@MysticPerception, sorry you're having such a bad time. I hope the time is nearing when your sister and her kids are going to be leaving your house. You and I seem to be feeling about the same way today.
I'm trying to be calm and rational about it, but all I really want is to be dead- NOW!! I just want to be dead right now. I don't want to wait, don't want to think it through, just want to be dead NOW!

I'm just talking and I'm not going to do anything and I don't want anyone to jump in and tell me it's not my time or I need to not act irrationally or any of that other insipid crap. I'm already aware of all that and I don't intend to do anything, I'm just venting, so please don't make any comments or try to help me. I'm not asking for any help.

That's one of the things that keeps pissing me off! I say things, and then people feel the need jump in and start giving me advice that is usually things that I already know because I'm not a complete moron and think they're helping me when all I really want someone to do is shut the fuck up and listen to me and not offer me any help! If I want your help, I'll ask for your fucking help (that's not directed at any of you here, it's directed at people in my real life)!

Okay, that actually helped me. I feel a little bit better now. Thanks for letting me vent.
Now I need coffee.

 

[Squiddy]

In music therapy right now. Maybe that'll cheer me up

 

[BlueWidow]

In music therapy right now. Maybe that'll cheer me up

That sounds like fun.

 

[BooGirl]

Slept for 10 hours last night, then I had to go straight to class. Heading to my psych right now.

I should really get headphones or something for the train.

 

[LegaliseIt!]

Just be careful... In a lot of places, that's reckless driving... which can be a nasty ticket, insurance surcharges, and even a court date. I used to speed everywhere before learning to slow down when needed.

Here, we have speed cameras that send automated tickets through the mail.

We have those insta-mail tickets, too. My husband is a kind man (he never speeds), and he hides the ones that I get from me, and just pays them so I don't cry!

In music therapy right now. Maybe that'll cheer me up

I've always wanted to try music or art therapy.

 

[BlueWidow]

We have those insta-mail tickets, too. My husband is a kind man (he never speeds), and he hides the ones that I get from me, and just pays them so I don't cry!

That's so sweet. My husband used to brag about his tickets. He would show them to everybody. His whole family drives like they're on the Indy 500 track. I was the oddball that obeyed all the traffic laws and never got a ticket.

 

[Carina]

That's so sweet. My husband used to brag about his tickets. He would show them to everybody. His whole family drives like they're on the Indy 500 track. I was the oddball that obeyed all the traffic laws and never got a ticket.

I once wanted to be an Indy 500 driver.... but I was like 'why do they have to drive so slow? why can't they let them go faster?'

Then other times I was like 'eh, that's dangerous'... holy crap I've been this way my whole life.

 

[BlueWidow]

Are you possibly bipolar, or experiencing a phase of hypomania?

Thank you for mentioning that. That's the word I was going to look up. Hypomania- That's what everyone was telling me I might have a few weeks ago and I forgot to write it down so I could look it up after I had calmed down. Then, of course, I forgot what it was that I wanted to look up. Thanks brain fog!

 

[Carina]

I once had an old car that was capable of going like 185 based on the wrapping of the speedometer... now THAT was fun. sadly it couldn't go faster...

It was a straight road. Yes, it was wrapped around, it was an old car, big engine, modified... technically a friend and I were racing... one wrong move and I would've been dead.... but I felt so.... alive...

Seriously though... no one ever do that.

 

[Squiddy]

That sounds like fun.

It is so far. The music therapist is singing Let It Be

 

[LegaliseIt!]

Thank you for mentioning that. That's the word I was going to look up. Hypomania- That's what everyone was telling me I might have a few weeks ago and I forgot to write it down so I could look it up after I had calmed down. Then, of course, I forgot what it was that I wanted to look up. Thanks brain fog!

Hypomania can be caused by some meds and is one of the things that differentiates bipolar 1 from bipolar 2

It is so far. The music therapist is singing Let It Be

Next up: Kumbaya! Cute kid story—when my daughter was 3, her daycare would sing Kumbaya, and she got the words muddled:
"Goodbye Lord, Time for you to go now, Lord!" She's still a rebel Atheist;)

 

[Carina]

There was a reason how my transmissions were "melted", and how I had 3/4 engine mounts broken in my cars. I was really hard on them.

I went through I think 3 transmissions on one car.

I had fun though. lots of fun. ok dangerous as hell fun... like could've died fun. a lot.. like shocked I didn't die accidentally honestly.

 

[BlueWidow]

We have those insta-mail tickets, too. My husband is a kind man (he never speeds), and he hides the ones that I get from me, and just pays them so I don't cry!

I've always wanted to try music or art therapy.

I got to do art therapy when I was on the psych ward as a teenager, but we never got to do any music therapy. I would've really enjoyed that because I loved music. Still do. Course, I can't play an instrument. But I can sing really badly and off key! And I have all the lyrics to pretty much every song ever written in the 1970s and 80s stuck in my head. I've always believed that's why I can't learn anything new. I've got too many songs from the 70s and 80s stuck in my head. There's no room left in there for anything else. LOL!

I once had an old car that was capable of going like 185 based on the wrapping of the speedometer... now THAT was fun. sadly it couldn't go faster...

It was a straight road. Yes, it was wrapped around, it was an old car, big engine, modified... technically a friend and I were racing... one wrong move and I would've been dead.... but I felt so.... alive...

Seriously though... no one ever do that.

You sound like my husband. He had a bunch of older cars and he liked to get in them and get on an old straight road somewhere where there wasn't a lot of traffic, and then he'd say, " Let's open this thing up and see what she can do".
The last car he ever owned, he was going down to the airport and having to get the gas for it there because the modified engine he installed would only accept the same kind of fuel they use for airplanes and you can't get it at a regular gas station. It was highly illegal but he found an airport employee willing to sell him $49 worth of fuel under the table once a week. But the guy said he couldn't sell him $50 of fuel because then he would have to report it.

 

[Squiddy]

Hypomania can be caused by some meds and is one of the things that differentiates bipolar 1 from bipolar 2

Next up: Kumbaya! Cute kid story—when my daughter was 3, her daycare would sing Kumbaya, and she got the words muddled:
"Goodbye Lord, Time for you to go now, Lord!" She's still a rebel Atheist;)

 

[BlueWidow]

Hypomania can be caused by some meds and is one of the things that differentiates bipolar 1 from bipolar 2

Next up: Kumbaya! Cute kid story—when my daughter was 3, her daycare would sing Kumbaya, and she got the words muddled:
"Goodbye Lord, Time for you to go now, Lord!" She's still a rebel Atheist;)

I've never been diagnosed with bipolar, but I was describing one of my episodes where my mind races and I can't sit still and the people here were telling me that I might have hypomania. I just wanted to look it up and see what it was.

That's a very cute story about your daughter. Kids say some of the funniest things.

 

[Carina]

I got to do art therapy when I was on the psych ward as a teenager, but we never got to do any music therapy. I would've really enjoyed that because I loved music. Still do. Course, I can't play an instrument. But I can sing really badly and off key! And I have all the lyrics to pretty much every song ever written in the 1970s and 80s stuck in my head. I've always believed that's why I can't learn anything new. I've got too many songs from the 70s and 80s stuck in my head. There's no room left in there for anything else. LOL!


You sound like my husband. He had a bunch of older cars and he liked to get in them and get on an old straight road somewhere where there wasn't a lot of traffic, and then he'd say, " Let's open this thing up and see what she can do".
The last car he ever owned, he was going down to the airport and having to get the gas for it there because the modified engine he installed would only accept the same kind of fuel they use for airplanes and you can't get it at a regular gas station. It was highly illegal but he found an airport employee willing to sell him $49 worth of fuel under the table once a week. But the guy said he couldn't sell him $50 of fuel because then he would have to report it.

OMgthat is amazing! that is something cool, and my best friend would've loved him (in a man-man best friend way lol) but yeah straight road, car, me in impulsive state.... you just gotta see what the car can do. why not... you're there, it's there, the road is there.... worst that could happen is what you want anyway.

 

[BlueWidow]

OMgthat is amazing! that is something cool, and my best friend would've loved him (in a man-man best friend way lol) but yeah straight road, car, me in impulsive state.... you just gotta see what the car can do. why not... you're there, it's there, the road is there.... worst that could happen is what you want anyway.

Yes, oh my husband wasn't suicidal, but he did like to take a lot of risks. He just liked to live his life on the edge, but he wasn't suicidal. He loved being alive, which always puzzled me. That's one of the reasons why I found it so odd that we worked so well together. In many ways it was one of those "opposites attract" kind of things. His son is the same way. He works as a test pilot. In other words, he's the one that gets in the airplane and flies it to test it out and make sure it's not going to crash.

 

[Carina]

Yes, oh my husband wasn't suicidal, but he did like to take a lot of risks. He just liked to live his life on the edge, but he wasn't suicidal. He loved being alive, which always puzzled me. That's one of the reasons why I found it so odd that we worked so well together. In many ways it was one of those "opposites attract" kind of things. His son is the same way. He works as a test pilot. In other words, he's the one that gets in the airplane and flies it to test it out and make sure it's not going to crash.

Oh yeah, I meant the suicidal part just with me (just to clarify :) ) but yeah... it is weird/odd to me that some like taking risks who don't want to die... like yeah, it is a great thrill... but still lol.

Some people just love the risk for thrill, others like the thrill (like me) knowing that if it goes wrong, it's not a problem, and if you live, others won'e blame you if you do then.

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I'm trying to eat right now with a fork.... and both hands are shaking so much it's hard to eat... this is really bothering me. oh well.

 

[MysticPerception]

There was a reason how my transmissions were "melted", and how I had 3/4 engine mounts broken in my cars. I was really hard on them.

I went through I think 3 transmissions on one car.

I had fun though. lots of fun. ok dangerous as hell fun... like could've died fun. a lot.. like shocked I didn't die accidentally honestly.

Reminds me of my late father. I swear he told so many stories of stupid shit he did when he was younger like blowing up stuff in a junk yard with his friends and running away when they accidentally made too big of an explosion and had to book it. Then he turns around and says never do stuff like that always be safe ect. ect. It's like this is dumb as all hell never do this but boy was it amazing. Not that I would have liked to do that kind of thing it's just funny to me.

 

[LegaliseIt!]

I've never been diagnosed with bipolar, but I was describing one of my episodes where my mind races and I can't sit still and the people here were telling me that I might have hypomania. I just wanted to look it up and see what it was.

That's a very cute story about your daughter. Kids say some of the funniest things.

After that, she started making up her own songs, including the little known classic "Polyester is my Friend"!

 

[BlueWidow]

After that, she started making up her own songs, including the little known classic "Polyester is my Friend"!

That sounds like it could've been a hit!

 

[LegaliseIt!]

@BlueWidow,
If your pharmacy substitutes different generics/brands of thyroid medication, that can cause symptoms similar to those you described. It's like a sudden rush of thyroid hormones because of uneven absorption.