Friday at Caribou

It's Friday and another snowstorm is barreling in from the west. Happy, Happy, joy, joy. It might be over 6". They are saying that it will be light fluffy stuff instead of the heavy stuff.

Well, it's day four of the Lexapro experiment. I am never a good judge of when these drugs are working. I wish it was more like a painkiller. 15-30 after a pill you feel better. I guess that would be too much to ask. I talked to my dad yesterday. He joked that I need to see the Geico drill instructor therapist in the TV commercial, "to straighten me out." I know he meant well but it was still uncomfortable. I know he is worried because of my brother suicide. It's not the same. I am not saying I have never been to that dark place, I have. It's just now I am being proactive instead of waiting until I am at the bottom of the abyss.

Watched Grey's Anatomy last night. It's not as good as it was when it started. I miss George's sense of humor. What do you expect from a soap opera. I can't wait until Dexter season five comes out on DVD. I want to catch up to my friend for next season.

My daughter hurt her knee again. I guess it swelled up again this time. This is the second time she has hurt it at age 13. I hope she doesn't need surgery. She is too young to deal with this crap.

I ran into a co-worker yesterday at McDonalds. We use to call him Skull Cramps, because he got migraines all the time. Yesterday at noon he was suppose to be working but he's at McD's. He some release from the doctor to miss a couple days a month for the skull cramps. He's a jerk. I am not saying migraines are false but he is a jerk in general and he milks this for all it's worth. Ah, I am so negative this morning. I need to remember to let go of all the external shit I can't control.

Peace

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