White and Nerdy Is What I Am

That's how I felt in high school in N. Chicago. Even though I hung out with all the stoners and metalheads I still felt uber nerdy. Fun times. I have always loved parodies of songs and no one does it better than Weird Al. Thanks to Sean for pointing out this new one to me. I still need to figure out what the hell the original song is about, Riding Dirty. Is he rapping about sex without a condom? Not showering? What the hell? (ok I just looked it up and yeah, I wish I hadn't)

So I don't think my medication is doing the job it's required to. Perhaps it needs to be upped? I've never been on anti depressants before so what the hell do I know? I do know that my insomnia is getting out of control. I can't function on 3 or 4 hours of sleep like back in the day. I have meds that are supposed to help with that too but they don't. I still lay there for hours. I take the happy ones in the morning and the sleepy ones at night and nothing. Blah.

That's all I have right now. I have my top 30 list somewhere around this desk. Hoodwinked is on but Peanut is yelling for Goofy Goofy Goobers so the search is on for Spongebob. Fun.

I miss you all and thanks for stopping by to visit. I truly appreciate it more than I can say.

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Anonymous said…

Talk to your doctor, maybe they will switch your medication. Anti-depressants are really touchy. What works for one person might not work at all for someone else.

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