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Today was really strange.
I got out of bed really early because I had terrible stomach cramps.

I feel unusual because my antidepressants are making me hairy.

Last night I had to finish my term paper on the history of pre-communist Russian society. I focussed on the needs of women. I think it's ok, but if I don't pass this I'll lose my scholarship.

I am making this journal friends only because I don't want the world to read what I'm writing, even though I'm posting it on the internet.

Today, I got a digital camera! Yes! Here's ten thousand photographs of my cat.

I went to the doctor yesterday, and he said I have bipolar disorder, which makes me different enough to be interesting, but the same as all the other cool people with bipolar disorder.

You should all do this quiz! It's amazingly accurate. You just put in your name and birthday, and it will tell you you're a moron.

That's enough for now. But I'll leave you with this thought - sharing your life with strangers on the internet is the cheapest form of therapy available. Leave a comment and tell me I'm beautiful.

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A Real Update... Sorta...

Ughn. So tired. And with the headache.

Spent the weekend up in Balmer with Zach and Anastasiya. It was cool, we ate food and played games and went shopping and stayed up way too late and spent way too much money. Watched Silence of the Lambs and I loved it. Dr. Lecter rocks. As soon as I have money, I'm going to Amazon and ordering the three books. It was good t'hang out with Anastasiya and see her happy and such, and it was cool t'hang out with Zach, too.

Sunday I went out to Front Royal, to Contra dancing with Miss Suzannah, and got some paperwork from my brother to take to my parents. I'm also starting t'get t'know other peoples there at Contra, aside from Suzannah, Maizie (her sister), Gene, and Greg (his roomie). I danced with both Heather and Mary, and I've been chatting with John and such and the like, too. He's a pretty cool guy.

Still trying (and mostly failing) to recover from the weekend -- I'm *so* tired. Suzannah's birthday is t'morrow, and I ordered flowers to be delivered to her; three pink roses, which are supposed to "symbolize friendship and marriage." -shrugs- I suppose it's one of those catch-alls, but I thought it was appropriate. Anastasiya convinced me that I should send flowers, so I Googled for the 'meaning' behind roses. When I found that, it was like "that works." So, yeah. Whee.

And I think, with that, I'm going to try to either read or write. I'm reading HP2 which I want to get through so I can get to HP 3, 4, and 5, which I'm told get progressively darker. I've also got ideas for editing ChapterOne and ChapterTwo of MyStory, which I'm hoping to get to t'night before I pass out.

Or something.