If worse goes to worst, I got plenty of room for a couple more months anyway. Of course that means living in the utter asshole of South Carolina, far from any job prospects . You will have to move the old lady's half packed junk off the couch though after you clear a path to even get to it. That's my best offer.

Bummer loiseau, I am really sorry to hear you are in such a down spot in your life. The only consolation that I can offer is that this is undoubtedly temporary. If their is one lesson (and believe me, I have learned very few) I have learned as I have gotten older is the old adage "this too shall pass" is quite true. Things suck balls, huge-ass donkey balls right now, but it isn't forever. Just think, a year from now, you could, and probably will be, at a very different point in your life. Much as a year ago, you probably never imagined this crap happening to you. I am sending good vibes in your general direction.

Gosh, you do make that sound pretty appealing... I don't know if I could stand South Carolina though -- I mean, it would be a little more challenging to maintain a respectable state of depression if it wasn't frigid and overcast all the damn time. Do you have a walk-in refrigerator?

I've been in bed almost all weekend with depression and a little bit of Ooky Stomach Disorder.

I just read the FPP about the trans-y kid Larry King who was killed last year by another classmate and now I want to stay in bed all week.

It took over two weeks for antibiotics to kill an infection, and I'm still not 100% sure I'm better. But then I got my period with super painful cramps which rerouted my brain to that pain. So I've traded one kind of pain for another, yipee.

And I'm being outbid on jeans on ebay! I NEED THOSE JEANS! Which as far as problems go, that one's a pretty big luxury.

I will see you your depression Loiseau and raise it. My life she is no better.

Let's start a MeCha depression spa -- beds, puppies, kittens, laptops ... what else? Maybe that little piglet who went to the beach.

I'm just suffering from extreme lack of sleep. Not coherent, can't add any more. ((((loiseau)))

I also cannot fall asleep.

Insoniacs, I find melatonin works pretty well, if I don't use it too much. Gives me weird dreams, though. Have you tried it?

Oh, I can fall asleep. I just have a baby whose mission in life is to not let me.

I just came here to say, yes, this IS what mecha is for. This is our space where we can be ourselves, and honest. I hear and feel what you're saying - if you're accepting paypals, hit me up with a memail on the blue site, ok?

Sends loiseau huggywhuffles with sugar on top and sprinkles...

I don't have anything to gripe about at the moment except I got onion in my eye earlier. I should take a shower to wash my eye thoroughly, but I'm stalling. Oh, and my dog digs in the backyard and comes in with muddy paws and snout. She has already had two baths tonight, with Pantene because we are out of dog shampoo. If she weren't so cute I might want to kill her. She better not touch my blue chairs with those muddy paws! My kids will tell stories about those damn blue chairs!

I'm sorry you're having a rough time, loiseau.

*whuffling*

Aw, I'm sorry. That sounds really sucky. I'm having a bad day, with coworkers being pissy, but really, it's all good. I will be your secret valentine. I could send a couple of bucks your way, too, by paypal. My contact info is here.

Aww, poor Loiseau. :(

Sign me up for the depression spa. I'm allergic to kitties though. You'll have to dose me with extra cupcakes to make up for it.

No one is allergic to anything at the depression spa.

Oh, y'all. Thank you for being so nice. I hate to seem like I'm fishing for niceness, but sometimes that's what we (I) need.

I don't think I can take up the $ offers -- I'm willing to be whiny and niceness-fishy, but I really, really don't want any resentment for what could be perceived as fishing for dollars. The offers, though, are incredibly kind. It's pretty amazing to think that folks can be so selfless.

Here's where I go all GYOB...

Between you guys and a new day, I feel a little better. I made a dress yesterday! I actually have made three dresses in the last few days, all almost-complete. They all just need arm-hole finishing and hemming, and one (an experimental hoodie-dress I'm winging, in cheapo sweatshirt material, for lazing around in) needs the hood attached as well.

I have based the last two on a vintage pattern I got at the thrift store for $0.59. It was a couple of sizes too big and required a back zipper but I successfully made alterations when cutting and then just put a button-and-loop closure on the back. Fuck zippers.

Sewing is incredibly rewarding in that you see the results so quickly. I am impatient and often give up on things that show no visible results, so it's a good hobby for me, I think. I'm kind of impressed with my resourcefulness in adapting that patterns.

And it's cold but SUNNY today! I don't remember my birthday ever being sunny, because it's in the dark asshole of winter. I got up and walked to the market at 7:30 and I feel pretty good about today.

I'm going to wear dress #3 tonight to the bar, where I told some people I'd be if they wanted to stop by. If no one shows up, I'll sit alone in my cute handmade dress and pretend I have dignity anyway.

I'm still pissed about having a two-week menstrual cycle though. Has this ever happened to anyone? I'm not on any contraception and believe me, I ain't pregnant. The only thing I can think is EARLY MENOPAUSE??? At 34???)

I can't speak from experience, but (and forgive me if I'm telling too much and too little at the same time) my mom had two- and three- week long periods for years, due to anemia, which turned out to be somewhat diet-related but had more to do with some of the medications she was taking (I think thyroid and asthma medicines were at the heart of it but I could be mistaken) plus her secret alcoholism; it was something she talked to her doctor about and eventually got all kinds of help for, and I know it was eventually resolved, but it was difficult, exhausting, and uncomfortable for some time. It may have been menopause that put an end to it, but I tried not to pry. I hope you find a solution soon, I know how tough it was for her. Sorry (mostly to mom) for the TMI, but I thought it might help.

Ackshually, Mr. Anus, I mean my cycle was two weeks long, not my period itself. Like, I had periods two weeks apart. The one before that was three weeks prior. So, fortunately not weeks of bleeding, but annoying nonetheless.

Oh, whoops! I guess I got nothin', then, except good wishes; hope you figure it out soon and start feeling better in general, too.

Hugs. That is all. Enjoy your day to the fullest.