Thursday, May 22, 2008

May Resolutions

I think I'm going to stop drinking alcohol for awhile.

Don't get me wrong- I don't drink very much alcohol to begin with anyway. When I'm at home or at a friend's house, I might have a six-pack of something girlie, but I don't usually get completely stupid. If I'm drinking in public, I drink even less than that. And I probably only drink, at most, 4 nights a week. Overall, I'm pretty conscious of how much I drink, how often I drink, and under what circumstances I drink because I know that alcoholism (and other addictions) run in my family. In my opinion, I haven't really had any problems with alcohol since my teens when I was just stupid about stuff for a while, though I never got into any legal, or even parental, trouble over it.

But something has changed resently. First of all, I never NEVER used to get hangovers. Now I have an all day headache after drinking so little that I didn't even get a buzz. But the really bad part is that drinking alcohol lately has resulted in a wild mood swing, and not the good kind. After even just one or two alcoholic drinks, I am sad, depressed, and cry-ified. (Cry-ified is a term I came up with to describe a temporary condition I have in which I cry for no apparent reason, with no real control over it.) I also become kinda bitchy.

I assume this change in how alcohol effects me has something to do with my recent change in anti-depressant medication. I have to admit that both my anti-depressant medication and my anti-anxiety medication warn against mixing the medications with alcohol, though both say that the medications may intensify the affects of the alcohol while not prohibiting the use of alcohol. I'm sure that the next time I see my medicine prescribing psychiatrist I'll talk to him about it, but, until then, and maybe after that, I think I'd rather not drink alcohol because I don't really need anything else making me sad, depressed, cryified, and bitchy. I have those covered all on my own, thankyouverymuch.

So, bye-bye alcohol. We've had a good friendship for quite a while, but I have to take some time off for now. I hope you understand.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

In the past 36 hours....

In the past 36 hours, I've.....
  • twisted my ankle
  • shit my pants
  • cut an ingrown claw on one cat while he howled like I was killing him
  • glued my right index and middle finger together
  • had my parents' dog attack the cat carrier to help the cats escape
  • drove in a car with cat shit
  • given mini-baths to both my cats to get the shit off them
  • cleaned the shit out of the cat carrier
  • had to give one cat another bath after he sat down in the litter box for an hour while still wet, during which he also howled like I was killing him

But as life seems to be settling down to some semblance of a new normal, at least until I get a job, I'll probably be posting more.