Sunday Sunday Sunday!

Nothing to do today. Well...stuff to do but nothing I want to do - as observed by my staging of storm trooper massacres with a certain unnamed conure. Went for a walk, did some yoga, read some manga. Yeah...who needs to study?

If you're interested - yes - she does love zippers.

So 4chan tagged my nature trail with paint.

Fuckers.

10-10-10

Birthday came and went this year. 27. For some reason 27 feels younger than 26. I've always enjoyed odd number ages more so than even years. Why in the world I have no idea! Anyways, it was a good day. Rather a weekend? It fell on a sunday. Weekends are always good days for birthdays. Saturday we caught the remnants for a classic car show. I got flowers! Birthday flowers!

Sunday we headed northeast to the Renn Faire. It was fun...most people visiting got really into it, more than I thought they would. There were some costumes that were just sort of pieced together, some that were *really* extravagant. It was a bit disappointing how commercialized it was...you pay to get in, then are encouraged to buy buy buy at the stalls inside. There were some cool shows, the highlight being the falconer handling birds my bird wishes he could be. Other highlights included bagpipers, incredibly foul mouthed Scottish comedians, and a Joker eating fire.

And then there was cake! Yes, that is Roy Mustang battling a lobster atop a chocolate cherry cake. He happens to have a lot of free time since defeating Father & co.

Oh my, what a few month's it's been

So class began. One class fine, one class a nightmare. Stopped blogging because I was so distracted and disorganized. Friend diagnosed with ADD. Me diagnosed with ADD. End result - yay adderall!

Still have no official diagnosis, but its coming. Been on adderall for 2 week today and geez what a difference. The first day I was high. Really high. I've never done drugs but I can see why people do.

I cleaned my entire apartment in ONE day. Never happened before because I was too lethargic and too easily distracted to finish one room, much less 4. I was euphoric. Possibly the happiest I've been in years upon years. But it was weird, because there wasn't any particular reason I should have been happy. I thought it was awesome at first, but now I feel...I don't really want that fake happiness. I want to make it for myself. Anyways, that all went away after the first few days, but the concentration is still there. Mostly. I think it depends a large part on how much sleep I get. Went two days with 5 hours of sleep and was spacey. Get 8-9 hours of sleep, I read papers for 6 hours straight yesterday. Would NEVER have happened before.

So the past two weeks have been amazing. I've gotten work done. I'm excited to clean the apartment. It's sparkling and clean. In one day I can go to class, read papers, and clean the house. I'm not sitting in front of the television out of procrastination/boredom.

I'm not sure how to tell people at school though. I told one professor and that did not go well. When I get my official diagnosis I'm applying to be classified as disabled. That will not go over well with people in my program.