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Dec. 19th, 2003 06:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oiranIf you've wondered where I've been (or even if you have not, since obviously I'm about to tell you anyway), I've just been right here behind a thick layer of cotton wool. The Photoshop bits seem to make it through just fine, but I'm having trouble with words.
For once, it's not drugs: It's the season. I hate the holidays. I haven't spoken to anyone in my family for months. We haven't spoken to anyone in Mr. Glove's family for years. We've given up on the happy-happy-joy-joy idea, but we're not exactly pleased about that. Also, we're broke, which takes all of the stress (good) and all of the fun (bad) out of the whole present exchange notion. That's what happens to your finances when one of you is incapacitated but not to the point of medical disability. There's no DSM IV category for misanthrope, and plain old clinical depression does not cut it when it comes to getting a gov't check. And really, I wouldn't have deserved one anyway considering the people who apply and get turned down who are way worse off than me.
Today I sort of got a present, though. Mr. G signed up for a cafeteria plan through work for what I thought at the time was an excessive sum for medical expenses. We had lots of medication expenses, but that was all before the plan went into effect, and so there was this big glut o'money we had to use somehow (you can't just cash out, or we'd do that). So today I picked out three (!!!) new pairs of glasses, two regular and one sun, plus contact lenses. All l.a. eyeworks: tortoiseshell & violet skinny rectangles, teal blue metal cat-eyes, and sort of smoky blue/brown skinny glasses with wide temple pieces for sunglasses. I like having the option of contacts, but I do really like glasses. I'll have, like, a dozen pairs of prescription glasses now. Whee!
I owe email and gestures of friendship to way too many people, including![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rhiannonhero, jacynrebekah, perclexed, shaggirl, and emelerin. I also should thank princess_bunny and my dear gothphyle for sending me holiday cards even though I'm scroogy, because both made me laugh.
I was hoping to get all my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
crack_van covers done by the end of the year...I might not make it, but I'll be close.
ALSO: I have done a poor job of pimping this: My Smallville Aimee Mann Title Challenge. I haven't finished my story yet, so I'm extending the deadline through the end of February in hopes that maybe some of you will play. I may resort to guilt trips: after all, I participate in just about every damn SV challenge that comes along, you know...
For once, it's not drugs: It's the season. I hate the holidays. I haven't spoken to anyone in my family for months. We haven't spoken to anyone in Mr. Glove's family for years. We've given up on the happy-happy-joy-joy idea, but we're not exactly pleased about that. Also, we're broke, which takes all of the stress (good) and all of the fun (bad) out of the whole present exchange notion. That's what happens to your finances when one of you is incapacitated but not to the point of medical disability. There's no DSM IV category for misanthrope, and plain old clinical depression does not cut it when it comes to getting a gov't check. And really, I wouldn't have deserved one anyway considering the people who apply and get turned down who are way worse off than me.
Today I sort of got a present, though. Mr. G signed up for a cafeteria plan through work for what I thought at the time was an excessive sum for medical expenses. We had lots of medication expenses, but that was all before the plan went into effect, and so there was this big glut o'money we had to use somehow (you can't just cash out, or we'd do that). So today I picked out three (!!!) new pairs of glasses, two regular and one sun, plus contact lenses. All l.a. eyeworks: tortoiseshell & violet skinny rectangles, teal blue metal cat-eyes, and sort of smoky blue/brown skinny glasses with wide temple pieces for sunglasses. I like having the option of contacts, but I do really like glasses. I'll have, like, a dozen pairs of prescription glasses now. Whee!
I owe email and gestures of friendship to way too many people, including
rhiannonhero, jacynrebekah, perclexed, shaggirl, and emelerin. I also should thank princess_bunny and my dear gothphyle for sending me holiday cards even though I'm scroogy, because both made me laugh. I was hoping to get all my
crack_van covers done by the end of the year...I might not make it, but I'll be close. ALSO: I have done a poor job of pimping this: My Smallville Aimee Mann Title Challenge. I haven't finished my story yet, so I'm extending the deadline through the end of February in hopes that maybe some of you will play. I may resort to guilt trips: after all, I participate in just about every damn SV challenge that comes along, you know...
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Date: 2003-12-19 06:58 pm (UTC)I'm still sorry you're feeling lowly. Holidays suck. I've been very scroogish myself this year, just too put out with the whole thing.
Anyway I look forward to email from you.
::smooches::
D.
P.S. I am very glad to hear of the Aimee Mann extension. I was perusing lyrics just last night trying to find inspiration. Sadly, inspiration seems to have dried up on all fronts, save the float center.
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Date: 2003-12-19 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-19 08:36 pm (UTC)I also should thank
Thanks! That's what I was going for.
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Date: 2003-12-22 08:21 pm (UTC)Cackamony, in a Banamica.
Wallica, Ballica, Can't you See?
Chickory Chick is ME!
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Date: 2003-12-20 10:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-20 12:18 pm (UTC)I'm glad I could give a bit of a giggle! Your glasses sound divine -- how will the world cope with the unutterable luciousness of Velvet AND Drop!Dead!Sexy glasses?? You will reduce us all to quivering masses of homone-landen lust. Yep, I see it now, it's your Cunning Plan for World Domination.
I haven't finished my story yet, so I'm extending the deadline through the end of February in hopes that maybe some of you will play.
*hangs head*
I've been trying, but all my words are adding up to big, huge piles of sh*t these days! I will try harder, darling, I swear! *elaborate, melodramatic kneeling, with hand over heart*
*mwah*
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Date: 2003-12-20 03:26 pm (UTC)Bwahahahah! That's beautiful.
We should start a campaign; just as once "homosexuality" was a category, and now is not, so "generalised hatred for the world at large" may yet make its way into DSM-V.
In all seriousness, how can plain ol' depression *not* qualify you for help? It's the most common psych ailment there is, and God only knows it's debilitating.
You and Mr Glove, I predict, will have a nice little break with just the two of you, modelling your new glasses. *hugs*
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Date: 2003-12-22 06:21 am (UTC)