Misheard word of the day: 1fattail

[kestrell]

That's how my screen reader pronounces "fatale." The mental picture which immediately popped into my head is of Bugs Bunny in drag doing a send-up of noir with a cartoon Bogie.

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[jesse_the_k]

OK, where does the "one" come from?

Pretty busy image. As it happens, I watched not-quite-successful documentary called "WAKING SLEEPING BEAUTY" about the drama at Walt Disney Animation from 1984 to 1994. Too much talking and not enough animation, but that might make it more interesting for you.

[kestrell]

Sorry, the 1 was a typo on my part;I'm sick and I really have no business typing, as my attempts to proofread still manage to miss the typos.

On the health front, my GP is pretty certain my depression is due to menopause, because a small percentage of women who have no history of severe depression suddenly experience it with the start of menopause. AMy GP prescribed an anti-depressant but, again, I'm thankful the depression is not severe because either the doc missent it or the pharmacy lost it, since there was no prescription waiting when we went to pick it up. Adding the day the GP failed to get back to me, today, which is her day off, and the weekend, I may have anti-depressants by next week sometime. I really just want to cocoon in my room, but we have contractors fixing windows, and I really hope that they don't decide to do my room today. Maybe I'll just turn off everything and pretend the room is haunted?

[jesse_the_k]

Here's a general FU to all the GPs and their absent-minded minions!

Anti-ds are very annoying. Depending on the specific one, it can take one-six weeks to feel the first effects, and then another one - four before one really knows "what it's like." Keeping notes is a great idea if you can stand that much self-examination. (I can't; I track what I get done instead. When I remember, and can find a writing instrument.)

That cocooning feeling is a signal depression symptom. Hypersomnia, they call it.

Do you have an eaves-closet you can hide in? My former blind roommate, Caryn, set up her "office" in one, with a nice mat and sleeping bag, and reel-to-reel tape recorder (I know!) and Optacon and snacks. Speaking of horror, she called it the Anne Frank Memorial. Speaking of more horror, I'm reading Margo Lanagan's short-story collection. She's very good at 10 pages that evoke a broken world with twisted people trying to cope.

Take care!

[kestrell]

My GP was conscientious about explaining that it could take weeks for the anti-d to take effect. I'm pretty good at self-examination, as I've gotten used to doing it for the migraines and arthritis, but Alexx is also very good at noticing my cucles of depressed behavior, which seems to be in effect during the first week of my cycle.
I actually only have a half closet in my room, my the Closet of Mysteries, right outside my room, is larger, and has the booksehelves in it, although right now it needs to be somewhat decluttered.
Next week IAP at MIT begins, so I have a few events which will moticate me to get out, and a friend and I are regularly going out to a bookstore/cafe and talking about books, so there's some things to get me out of the house. Right now I hear it's unseasonably warm in Madison, but it's about ten degrees in Boston, so we're not very enthusiastic about going out.