I used up the rest of the film taking pictures of her.
Dinner is done with again.
I will have to make up an excuse for not going to the fair, for all the people at work who I told I was going today. (Especially the one’s who said they would see me there. (Having to cope with all of them, if I had gone, was probably part of the anxiety attack.)) (Maybe I should make up a bunch of excuses and tell each person a different lie?)
I went through the cable guide and listed out the movies I want to watch in September. (I only came up with about half as many as I have the past two months.)
(7pm) I hope everyone had fun at the fair! (They deserve good times!)
I have caught a nice buzz and the anxiety and depression are gone. (Nice!)
(8pm) D O is still napping. (She must have had a busy day. (Good for her!) (At least one of us can go out and have fun!))
(9pm) Tiredness!
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(4am) I can’t sleep anymore. (Annoying!) (I am starting to get back into the pattern of going to bed around 9pm and getting up early. (Oh well, I can’t make it out the door to go places at nite, so it doesn’t really matter.))
(5am) I wonder if I would have made it to the fair, if Sharon hadn’t called Friday nite? (I can’t blame it on her though! (Tis my screwed up body chemistry and mind that cause these anxiety attacks to disable me.)) (I haven’t made it out alone all summer, so it probably had nothing to do with her.)
(7am) I watched the "Big easy". (Good flick!)
(3pm) I have been editing poems for a few hours. (Now I am burned out and I need to get away from that project.)
D O just made it home. (I got her new collar too loose and she ended up with a leg stuck through it. (Poor baby!))
(4pm) Erica stopped in for a visit. (Neat!)
Maybe I will be better and be able to make it to the fair next year? (The way I have been going this summer, I probably won’t make it then either.) (For now I have got to try and do simple things like work, walking and working out at the Club.)
(5pm) Erica dropped by again. (Neat!)