Tuesday, January 14, 2014

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15 comments:

lizardmom said...

yawn...
yesterday started ambitious enough but somehow my motivation train derailed, we'll see if it gets going again today!

January 14, 2014 at 1:12 AM
BL Basketcase said...

I wish I had some of that LM. But now bouts of insomnia and worries! Too
Much for me. I woke up to what I thought was a loud noise. Kinda like someone shouting for help and went to investigate nothing there. Just the normal sounds of a haunted house

January 14, 2014 at 2:48 AM
OKIE said...

Hello.

January 14, 2014 at 8:15 AM
Tender Heart Bear said...

BLB- Don't feel bad that happens to me sometimes.

LM- My motivation stopped when I took Drew to work to get more errands done today!

Hello Mary!

January 14, 2014 at 12:24 PM
Anonymous said...

I am like James Brown....I feel gooooood. or like Alfred E. Neuman Me worry....Me no worry me no care,me go rob a millionaire.

January 14, 2014 at 12:40 PM
Toad said...

BLB, This morning I have been sitting In my recliner, and having these oddball feelings In my chest, kind of reminding me of my panic attacks. Anyhow I took another pink pill, and fell asleep. When I woke up, I couldn't see Winnie on the floor In front of me, and went all over the house looking for her. I kept hollering her name, and she finally came out to the kitchen from RIGHT IN FRONT OF where I was sitting. The mind does funny things sometimes. I thought she opened the door, and went out for a walk or something? I'm losing It. I'm also well on my way to worrying myself to death. We should get together sometime, and worry together.

January 14, 2014 at 1:39 PM
OrbsCorbs said...

Count me in for the worry session. I take three different psych meds for anxiety and I'm still worried to death. My gastrointestinal problems are rooted in anxiety. My shrink won't give me tranquilizers because they're addictive.

What happened to the snow? The media were foaming at the mouth again about a few inches of snow. We've received nothing. They're always screaming and sensationalizing everything.

January 14, 2014 at 4:22 PM
SER said...

Toad...it's called ALZHEIMER'S DISEASE.

Or CRS...can't remember shit.

I got up Sunday and yesterday and felt so good, I said screw it, and didn't do a damn thing except be a couch tator...

Now I'm paying for it, still need to do my laundry and grocery shopping

January 14, 2014 at 5:03 PM
BL Basketcase said...

Toad...what are those pink pills actually?

January 14, 2014 at 10:21 PM
BL Basketcase said...

Toad...what are those pink pills actually?

January 14, 2014 at 10:21 PM
BL Basketcase said...

Toad...what are those pink pills actually?

January 14, 2014 at 10:21 PM
BL Basketcase said...

Toad...what are those pink pills actually?

January 14, 2014 at 10:21 PM
Anonymous said...

impatient are we?
or a stuttering issue?

January 14, 2014 at 10:27 PM
Anonymous said...

Dementia has set in...first you hear voices....then you repeat yourover and over and over and overself
over and over and over and overover and over and over and over over and over and over and over and rover

January 14, 2014 at 10:46 PM
legal stranger said...

Toad, BLB has been hearing voices in her head and they ain't mine.
Her house is haunted by mischievous spirits.
One of them pushed me fully clothed into the hot tub yesterday afternoon.
A squirrel was laughing on the porch balcony when I went for my unscheduled swim.
more later.......



January 14, 2014 at 11:04 PM

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