Anna S. (eliade) wrote,
Anna S.
eliade

may the gods strike me down.

Apparently praying for guidance to help me focus on work isn't necessarily effective. Twenty minutes later and all I've managed to do is eat some cold pizza, clear crap from my inbox, and click refresh on my LJ a thousand times. Talk to me? *is pathetic*

I saw my psychiatrist yesterday--not my therapist, but the guy who oversees my antidepressants, adjusts them as needed, etc. I told him I was feeling very ADD/ADHD. After we talked a bit, he offered to schedule some testing with a specialist and I said, sure, yeah, let's go for it. Why not.

I'm just here twiddling my thumbs with low-level anxiety. I'm just here to tell you every last little banal thing about my life. I'm seeing the dentist today. I have a red pen. The sky is grey here. Limping dogs make me sad.
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