Holy shit, i last posted in June?
I've been off work on vacation since last Saturday and i go back this coming Monday. It's not all yay because i have a head-cold, i'm on my period, and somehow my blood pressure is staying way too high. The only thing i changed was going off Lexapro last month. I'm wondering if staying on an antidepressant for too long can mess with you in that way, or if it's just all anxiety. Of course i'm not going back to work to see a doc on my vacation tho. I'd rather have a stroke or go to the hospital first. Meanwhile, i may quit my job. I wrote it all down a while ago and i perform 7 individual jobs there, which at our other office is done by 7 individual people. Yet i only get paid $9/hr. This makes sense after we recently found out Accounting has no fucking money to buy even the simplest of medicines needed because we're expanding. You'd think you would make sure to have enough money for such an expansion first off, right? The only boss i liked just quit too, so lord knows what bitch will be replacing her and making my life a living hell.
I figure maybe i should start annoying my friends over here instead of FB because now it's all mostly Inception wanking. Arthur/Eames or straight-up JGL obsessing. Which, really, i'm still not entirely comfortable with. I mean, yeah, i've gotten over my squick about nostalgia still seeing him as a orphan who can see angels (in a movie that still makes me misty-eyed). I've moved on to separated those images, mostly thanks to Mysterious Skin pics and gifs (haven't watched full out yet, thanks) of the boy grown up and being a seductive little shit for older men to sex. As expected, watching him take it turns me on more than watching him give it to a woman, so there goes my last shred of pseudo normalcy.
But anyway: Whereas i am totally comfortable letting everyone know Matt Bomer is my husband and saving pictures of him on my harddrive out in the open, i feel increasingly shamed each time i see a pic of JGL that makes my brain give a little tingled "oh" and save it to some hidden folder i only share with others anonymously. So, like, WTF is that about? Lily, how do you reconcile your many loves?
Now i must eat. Which i never feel like doing anymore because of a constant urge to puke. Eh.