Lordy, but I'm tired...
May. 13th, 2003 11:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeGood time at the SCA. Need to email lots of people, but right now am going to go crash massively.
Sent off letter to that certain someone, which I hope she'll like. I mostly rambled randomly and I discovered to my horror that my handwriting has become atrocious through lack of use (I only write down the names and number of my clients at work, and it's always sloppy because I'm talking at the same time and typing with my left hand and thus not looking at what I'm writing).
Anyway, yeah.
Feeling disjointed and kind of odd, but underlying all that is a very very good feeling too.
I was hypomanic all day, especially when I got to the SCA. I hope I didn't annoy people too much with the nonstop chatter. It was remarkably annoying, like I was watching myself acting like a total idiot and was powerless to stop it. Actually, I felt a lot like that the first time I got drunk (and the second time, for that matter). I hate not being in control of myself.
Bleah.
Bed. Yes.
Sent off letter to that certain someone, which I hope she'll like. I mostly rambled randomly and I discovered to my horror that my handwriting has become atrocious through lack of use (I only write down the names and number of my clients at work, and it's always sloppy because I'm talking at the same time and typing with my left hand and thus not looking at what I'm writing).
Anyway, yeah.
Feeling disjointed and kind of odd, but underlying all that is a very very good feeling too.
I was hypomanic all day, especially when I got to the SCA. I hope I didn't annoy people too much with the nonstop chatter. It was remarkably annoying, like I was watching myself acting like a total idiot and was powerless to stop it. Actually, I felt a lot like that the first time I got drunk (and the second time, for that matter). I hate not being in control of myself.
Bleah.
Bed. Yes.
