And somewhere on a Ouija board, the planchette is moving, and moving, and moving, and moving, and moving, and moving, and moving, and moving, and moving...and in a week or so, Luuv will have dictated his preferred title.
I remember reading in a book about Devil's Island that the prisoners would rub semen in their eyes because if they went blind, they wouldn't have to go out in the jungle to work, or something like that.
Is that where that saying comes from?
I'm so disappointed. This is not the whip I anticipated when I opened this thread, and I was so looking forward to asking if you'd gotten new high heeled boots to go with it.
You get no sympathy from me on that one.
My husband dumped me and took the kids the last time I was in the hospital. I had to move in with my father and step mother. I hadn't worked in 5 years, I was getting my meds tweaked, I was so broke that I was begging my father for cigarette money, I couldn't drive (cause reasons, all boring), and I was 40 fucking years old. If I can come back at 40, you can damn well come back at 30.
Different people, different chemistry.
Plus, your body changes over time - I only take 1 tylenol ES instead of 2 for a headache now, and I'm only on 150 of lamictal now instead of 300., and apparently it's working, because it's been a while since I've been committed.
Congratulations! You've been clean long enough to become a cheap date again! :catP :
Let me go off to my snooty medical website and check interactions.
Edit: Back. No interactions reported between Klonopin and your other med that I can't spell.