Can You OD on Mucinex?

My life feels weird right now and I’m not sure why and my sleep schedule is really, really screwed up and I really, really don’t know why that’s happening. I’d like to blame it all on losing an hour but I can’t because I’ve lost an hour every year and not felt this weird and not slept this weird.

Yes, I’m working a lot but I always work a lot.

Yes, I have a lot of stress in my life but I always have a lot of stress in my life.

I have to do something before I really do OD on Mucinex.

See last night, I was exhausted. I turned off the light at about 9:30 last night. TW was already asleep and I was pretty exhausted so I thought for sure I’d bet plenty of sleep. But I tossed and I turned and the dog was howling in her sleep and I kept getting up to make sure she wasn’t trapped in a blanket or being attacked by a killer cat or something. Then my legs were really restless and I felt a little headache coming on. So I reached over for the bottle of tylenol and shook out a few. I didn’t have a drink next to my side of the bed so I walked over to TW’s side and downed the pills which felt funny in my hand but whatever, I took them and got back in bed. I looked at the clock, 12:30. Ugh.

At 3:30 TW woke up ’cause she heard the dog howling in her sleep. I woke up and my ears felt all gummy and my throat hurt and my nose hurt and my eyes hurt and I thought “WTF, I didn’t go to bed sick, what is going on…” and I went right back to sleep ’til the alarm went off at 5am.

It was then that I realized I had taken three Mucinex and not three Tylenol. Yea. No wonder my ears and nose and throat and eyes hurt. It was doing a job on all of the liquid in my body. Geez.

I guess I’m just lucky TW’s drugs weren’t on my night stand, I could have OD’d on immuno-suppressants or something.

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Barefoot:A Novel

Barefoot is chick lit and it is also cancer chick lit. Always a good combination. What I appreciated about this one was the fact that the other two women, the cancer free women, were in more trouble than the chick with the cancer. Awesome. I mean, in a novel it makes for awesome reading.

You don’t spend the whole book commiserating over the poor mom of babies who has cancer. Instead you’re distracted by the pregnant chick whose husband is a dirtbag, the young professor who not only slept with her student but damaged a Jackson Pollack and the teenage boy whose mom killed herself when he was 12. Awesome.

Also it was a little bit long. And it didn’t have chapters. It was divided by month – June, July and August and then Winter. And those summer months were long, long, long. I need chapters, darn it.

Looking for good cancer chick lit – Barefoot will fit the bill.

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A Gainesville PSA

They mean it.


I drop Michelle off at this spot, several times a week. OK, not this exact spot – this is the parking lot exit and I tend to drop her off at the parking lot entrance which is like 30 yards back – and every time I drop her off I say “Damn, I really need to bring my camera.” And today. I did.

Michelle works at the place that has such great burritos that people risk being towed to grab a bag full of them. You see, parking is almost non-existent in downtown Gainesville and it’s extra non-existent directly across from campus so that tiny little Target Copy parking lot is prime parking space for burrito hungry people.

Anyway. I love the sign. Both of them because there’s one at both the entrance and the exit and they both make me smile, every time. Even when the drop off time is 5:10am on a Sunday morning.

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Sequestered Hearts

When I picked up Sequesterd Hearts from TW’s side of the bed and asked her if she’d finished with it, she asked me why I was going to read it. I couldn’t figure out why she asked until I realized she thought it was just a trashy romance novel. It is a trashy romance novel but it is also a trashy lesbian romance novel and that’s why I wanted to read it. We lesbians just don’t get enough trashy romance in our lives, ya know?

And it was good. Fun and not depressing, and it could have been very depressing since one of the chicks is an artist recently diagnosed with MS.

I’m glad I read it.

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Options: The Secret Life of the Fake Steve Jobs

hahahaha. I can’t even type the title of the book without laughing which shouldn’t really be a surprise because everything about The Fake Steve Jobs has always amused me. I’m so glad Options didn’t disappoint.

I’m not an Apple fan, but I love my iPhone and my big kids love their iPod Touch. I’ve never longed for a MacBook but I have purchased one for two of the big kids because they had to have them. I did have an Apple computer, way back in the late 70s and early 80s and never did switch to Commodore like most of the cool kids. Then the PC explosion arrived and I never looked at Apple again.

But something about The Fake Steve Jobs makes me want to toss aside my Toshiba Tablet PC for a MacBook. (Don’t worry little Tablet, I still love you and I’m not going to give into those horrible urges.) I twittered about that the other day and my friends and co-workers and former coworkers reminded me that it’s because I love satire and sarcasm. Right on.

That’s why I like Gates better than the real Jobs and the Fake Jobs better than both of them.

Whatever.

The book was awesome. You should read it.

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