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Been up for 24+ hours now. Sorry if my communication skills are worse than usual. I think I’m coming across snippy today, even though I’m in a pretty good mood (catching my 2nd wind). Not eating lunch now because I’m planning to raid the lounge after the big meeting in there is done. Not walking several miles as usual because… did I mention I’ve been awake for 24+ hours? Not lying in the sun, because there’s no way I wouldn’t fall asleep for hours. So I’m babbling instead.

I’m pretty pissed at myself. Kept telling myself the whole time Sean was gone that I was going to use the extra alone time to do something. I managed to clean the apartment, but that was really an excuse to procrastinate with everything else.

I haven’t written anything in ages (not even counting this site, which is just where I spew my random crap). I have eleventy canvases ready to go, but can’t even be bothered to clear the table off enough to work.

Tonight, I am going to go home, take a nap, and then… if I do not pick up a pen or a paintbrush, I am a useless waste of space (not that useless wastes of space don’t have their place in society).

Ugh, though. What’s that shit… fear of the empty page. Doesn’t it have a fancy name? Who cares. I haven’t done anything creative in so long that I forget how to start. Geez, I used to have notebooks and notebooks full of crap.

I’ve always had these little droughts, but this one is not little. Keeping too many ideas stuffed in your head isn’t pleasant.

I’m going to shaddup before I angst myself out (lame), because like I said, I feel just fine right now. I just wish I was at home instead of wasting the energy I used to use for my own purposes on front end monkey web design work. So depressing. Really burns me out from wanting to be near a computer at home. So good thing I’ve always focused mainly on digital media. Blarg!

Kick me in the teeth if you don’t see evidence of some sort of brain-unstuffing activity by tomorrow. Thx.

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  • http://eshep.info/ eShep

    Hi. You might remember me from that time a few years ago when we did that thing and stuff.
    As it turns out, we’re probably bipolar. Haven’t written anything in months. Journals are gathering dust. No start is ever finished.
    Feel like am being pulled in a thousand perpendicular directions, and consequently standing perfectly still.
    SO FUCKING FRUSTRATING.
    Brain doctor appointment not till end of month. Need magic beans to make feel right again. Again? No, not ‘again’. Always been this way.

    Help.

  • http://eshep.info eShep

    Hi. You might remember me from that time a few years ago when we did that thing and stuff.
    As it turns out, we’re probably bipolar. Haven’t written anything in months. Journals are gathering dust. No start is ever finished.
    Feel like am being pulled in a thousand perpendicular directions, and consequently standing perfectly still.
    SO FUCKING FRUSTRATING.
    Brain doctor appointment not till end of month. Need magic beans to make feel right again. Again? No, not ‘again’. Always been this way.

    Help.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Doctor A thought I was bi-polar. The first pills he gave me turned me into a zombie (physically and mentally). The second pills he gave me turned me psychotic. The third pills he gave me kinda worked, but they did this: [ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akathisia ] (badly). The fourth pills he gave me did nothing. So he sent me to Doctor B. Doctor B thought I was not bi-polar. He gave me the same pills I’d taken 87 times before, but aA and B noticed that I metabolize everything freakishly fast. And he gave me the pills that counteract those pills. Those pills turned me into a zombie (mentally). So he gave me some other pills to take along with the other pills. And all those pills do… whatever the hell is going on now.

    And then there’s some thing with my thyroid not working and my body containing practically no vitamin D whatsoever. Hurray!

    Doctor B wants me to call Doctor C for another opinion. I tried it once, and got an answering machine. I missed the call back, and then I did nothing. I also missed an appointment with Doctor B, and I have not rescheduled it yet because these pills don’t fix my crippling fear of telephones. Oh, and there’s some other doctor I’m supposed to call, too. Only Doctor A arranges appointments online…

    My brains hurt.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Doctor A thought I was bi-polar. The first pills he gave me turned me into a zombie (physically and mentally). The second pills he gave me turned me psychotic. The third pills he gave me kinda worked, but they did this: [ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akathisia ] (badly). The fourth pills he gave me did nothing. So he sent me to Doctor B. Doctor B thought I was not bi-polar. He gave me the same pills I’d taken 87 times before, but aA and B noticed that I metabolize everything freakishly fast. And he gave me the pills that counteract those pills. Those pills turned me into a zombie (mentally). So he gave me some other pills to take along with the other pills. And all those pills do… whatever the hell is going on now.

    And then there’s some thing with my thyroid not working and my body containing practically no vitamin D whatsoever. Hurray!

    Doctor B wants me to call Doctor C for another opinion. I tried it once, and got an answering machine. I missed the call back, and then I did nothing. I also missed an appointment with Doctor B, and I have not rescheduled it yet because these pills don’t fix my crippling fear of telephones. Oh, and there’s some other doctor I’m supposed to call, too. Only Doctor A arranges appointments online…

    My brains hurt.

  • http://eshep.info/ eShep

    I too missed an appointment with Dr. B, which has caused me to become fired, which in turn has caused this rather lengthy unmedicated delay while waiting for my appointment with Dr. C.
    I sure don’t want any of those zombie pills, but I wouldn’t mind something that might make it a bit quieter in here. Focusing is not-easy, and Dr. A’s pills were making my highs higher and my chaos more chaotic. At least they made dialing sometimes possible.
    Stupid phones. Why they gotta be like that?

  • http://eshep.info eShep

    I too missed an appointment with Dr. B, which has caused me to become fired, which in turn has caused this rather lengthy unmedicated delay while waiting for my appointment with Dr. C.
    I sure don’t want any of those zombie pills, but I wouldn’t mind something that might make it a bit quieter in here. Focusing is not-easy, and Dr. A’s pills were making my highs higher and my chaos more chaotic. At least they made dialing sometimes possible.
    Stupid phones. Why they gotta be like that?

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    I narrowly escaped being fired last year by taking three months off of work on short term disability for being nucking futs.

    I also narrowly escaped a misdemeanour that definitely had something to do with the pills that made my crazy crazier.

    Focusing? What’s that? Drawing circles sometimes helps: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lintilla/3035274728/in/set-72157612028703987/

    But probably also means I have a dash of OCD, too. Oh, good.

    Mmmmmmm, breakfast: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lintilla/3593899781/

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    I narrowly escaped being fired last year by taking three months off of work on short term disability for being nucking futs.

    I also narrowly escaped a misdemeanour that definitely had something to do with the pills that made my crazy crazier.

    Focusing? What’s that? Drawing circles sometimes helps: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lintilla/3035274728/in/set-72157612028703987/

    But probably also means I have a dash of OCD, too. Oh, good.

    Mmmmmmm, breakfast: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lintilla/3593899781/

  • http://eshep.info/ eShep

    Those are some pretty fine circles. Closed shapes tickle my orderly parts.

    I’m preparing to take semi-drastic measures this evening to attain some sort of temporary clarity. With any luck, the course of (self-prescribed) treatment won’t drive me off the deep end instead.

  • http://eshep.info eShep

    Those are some pretty fine circles. Closed shapes tickle my orderly parts.

    I’m preparing to take semi-drastic measures this evening to attain some sort of temporary clarity. With any luck, the course of (self-prescribed) treatment won’t drive me off the deep end instead.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    And which particular self-prescribed treatment would that be? I can think of several.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    And which particular self-prescribed treatment would that be? I can think of several.

  • http://eshep.info/ eShep

    The kind that involves tiny pieces of paper with extremely small amounts of a particularly interesting molecule.

    With any luck, I won’t encounter any monsters.

  • http://eshep.info eShep

    The kind that involves tiny pieces of paper with extremely small amounts of a particularly interesting molecule.

    With any luck, I won’t encounter any monsters.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Hahaha. Yeah, that could work. Personally, anytime I’ve tried it, it just makes me laugh uncontrollably at everything and draw fucked up pictures (of circles). But hey, I guess that means I’m having a good time.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Hahaha. Yeah, that could work. Personally, anytime I’ve tried it, it just makes me laugh uncontrollably at everything and draw fucked up pictures (of circles). But hey, I guess that means I’m having a good time.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Well, actually, this was the last one. Not circles: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lintilla/3396339532/

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Well, actually, this was the last one. Not circles: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lintilla/3396339532/

  • http://eshep.info/ eShep

    Ooh, swirly lines and colourful things. Must get out the crayons!

  • http://eshep.info eShep

    Ooh, swirly lines and colourful things. Must get out the crayons!

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    I have to unbury my painting table. That is my mission for the night. That or sleeping. Maybe I should sleep. Except that I’m not tired.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    I have to unbury my painting table. That is my mission for the night. That or sleeping. Maybe I should sleep. Except that I’m not tired.

  • Zap!

    At least we know it’s not lupus. It’s never lupus.

  • Zap!

    At least we know it’s not lupus. It’s never lupus.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Well that’s a relief.

  • http://www.negativesmart.com/ Candice

    Well that’s a relief.