Let me prove it to ya…

Every so often I get this trembly-shivery-thing happening. I shiver like I am frozen to the bone even when I’m not actually cold. What is this fresh hell? By happenstance, not that long ago, I was reading an article about anxiety—more specifically Generalized Anxiety Disorder—and it described twitching and trembling as a symptom. It got me thinking about the shaky-trembly bullshit I deal with and I think I solved the mystery. At least in part…. Keep reading…Let me prove it to ya…

I’ve been trying to survive…

I have plenty to write about. I just can’t seem to get it written. My brain is not functional. … Joe and Gayle got married on Saturday. Fun times were had. My brother now has stepkids in their 20’s. … Did a lot of (terrible) dancing at the reception. I can still barely walk because I am ridiculously out of shape. Stairs are evil. … I have 19 days to get everything done for our… Keep reading…I’ve been trying to survive…

Crazy would be changing your mind…

I had this whole post planned out in my head waxing analytical and poetic about the state of my brain when it comes to making decisions and blah, blah, blah. Then it got really long and drawn-out and it missed the point entirely of what I really wanted to say. I had a pipe dream about a road trip. Then I got nudged by a couple of completely fantastic friends about said pipe dream. And… Keep reading…Crazy would be changing your mind…

Back to what we had…

The fixation continues. I am far too easily amused by watching my Last.fm top ten shift around. Or rather, at this point, it’s the top four and there are 28 plays standing between numbers three and four. That’s just one master playlist worth of listening for the upset. I’m tempted to listen to some Train specifically to keep them in the lead, but the obsessive whack job easily fascinated part of my mushy brain will… Keep reading…Back to what we had…