Posted by mark on August 25, 2000, at 12:01:38
In reply to Re:Sticking my nose in but mark how r u doin'?, posted by tina on August 22, 2000, at 14:43:32
Hey Tina,
I'm doing pretty good. I'm heading to the airport this afternoon to go home. I dread dealing with the airport, but I am soooo ready to get
back home. I miss all my babies. And it will be nice to get back to some sort of routine and to exercise. When I first got here I would
walk at least an hour every day for exercise. But then I moved from the hotel to a corporate apartment and haven't done anything for the
past week. I hate to exercise, but I can really tell when I don't. I feel like a big blob with no energy.I have a job interview on wednesday. I think it must be sort of a weeding-out interview because I asked the HR person how long the interview
would last and she said a half-hour. I'm used to interviews lasting 3-4 hours. So we'll see how I do in round 1. It sounds like a neat job
working for the county. I'd have to take a big pay cut, but it would be worth it. As long as I can pay the bills and put some money away
I'm a happy camper. All I spend my extra money on is crap I don't need and usually don't want after I get it. Keep me in your thought/prayers
on this one.So the lith is calming you down huh? So no more foot-to-the-floor-head-out-the-window car episodes for you. I still chuckle when I think about
that. I'm glad the new psych is working out for you. I went to one a couple of times after the doc put me on the Effexor. I think she was the
3rd or 4th one I've gone to for depression. And it's the same thing every time. After a couple of sessions they're like, well you can come back
if you want to. But there really doesn't seem to be anything wrong blahblahblah. I wish they would just tell me I'm nuts and put me away. Three
meals a day, a nice padded room and all the Thorazine I can handle. Count me in! Oddly enough my brother was a security guard in a mental hospital
when I was in high school (the hospital was right next to the high school. Coincedence? I don't think so.) and I would go and visit him from time
to time. Sometimes I would hang out in the lounge and talk to the patients. I'd sit on the couch and pretty soon someone would wander over and
start talking to me like we were long lost friends. It was the coolest thing.Guess I better close up shop and head to the airport. Have a great weekend and pet your doggie for me. :-)
Mark
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