9-5-90
(5pm) TGI payday!
(8pm) Nice workout!
The rain is nice!
(10pm) It annoys me that there aren’t more women comics on "Evening at the improv". (The women are funnier, I think, than most of the guys they have on, yet only about 10% of the comics they show are women.)
Hopefully someday I will be able to let go of these irrational fears which keep screwing up my life.
One thing I have noticed about this latest depression is that it diminishes quite a bit at home. (Tis pleasanter here and I watch a lot of comedy; but I have been wondering if the depression is another defense mechanism. (People avoid sad people!))
9-6-90
(11pm) Erica stopped by for some dominos. (Neat!)
She says my mood seems to be improving.
9-7-90
(3pm) TGIF!
I decided to use a couple hours of vacation time.
9-8-90
(11am) My sister called and bs’d awhile. (She says it has been miserably hot and humid there. (Yech!)-(I am glad I am not there!)) (School started a couple weeks ago and she seems into it. (Good for her!)) (Her physical therapy is starting to help and she isn’t experiencing much pain now. (After all these years, that has to be a relief!))
(9pm) Quiet day.
9-9-90
(3pm) It has been another quiet day here.
Rather than being an excuse, being unable to make first moves is a side effect of the fear. (The irrational fear causes anxiety attacks that make it impossible for me to move, think or speak. (All I can manage is to sit quietly and ride out the storm.))
Miranda brought me some zucchini bread Friday. (Yum!)