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Mood swinging down again. I wish I knew why… then at least I could do something about it. I once mentioned it to my old doctor and he jumped on the opportunity to prescribe bipolar drugs after a three minute talk with me. I declined and never went back to him again. Freakin useless dr. That was how I ended up on Prozac back in college… a five minute talk with the doctor ending up with a prescription. Oh joy.

I should clean. I should read. I should feel better.

Strangegrrl mentioned that Liz is planning a Livejournal gathering/party in Toronto for the locals. I have a feeling I won’t be going, because I also have a feeling that an individual from my non-internet past whom I would rather stay away from will be there. When I cut people off from my life, it’s a permanent thing, because it has to be something pretty serious for me to have cut them off in the first place. I can only think of four people that I’ve made that decision about, and this is one of them.

Besides, as you may be able to tell from my new(ish) piece at Mental Fragments, I don’t do parties or groups of people well at all… in fact, that’s exactly how I feel almost all of the time in large groups of people… or groups of people over five.

2 Comments

  • medlir

    November 11, 2000 at 1:35 pm

    heh

    I love your written piece… I think I convinced myself years ago it doesn’t matter. 😛

    Which is why even though an LJ party near me sounds really cool, I most likely won’t think twice about going unless I knew for sure there’d be lots of cool (read: non-drinking) individuals there. Based on the comments of previous LJ parties and the lack of self-control of most people, I think I’d be lucky to find even one, and so therefore won’t bother.

    See, look at how good I am at convincing myself! It’s really easy these days. And I save money and money too! Yahoo!

    • Jenny Lee Silver

      November 11, 2000 at 5:15 pm

      Re: heh

      Heh… I don’t do drunkenness well either. I barely drink at all anymore, except maybe a couple of glasses of wine at home watching chickflicks. and I hate groups of drunk people, because I don’t drink much myself and I don’t find it amusing to be around other drunk people.