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I was one short of the number of Wellbutrin I needed to tide me over until I got home. So today I've had the shortest fuse imaginable and find everything frustrating and feel rather cranky. It's like PMS, sorta. And because I'm insanely sleep-deprived, I'm really tired too. So....just like PMS. Except my lower back doesn't hurt. My hips do, but that's from bellydancing.

I'll be fine tomorrow--I have another sample bottle that will last me for another week. And I sent a note to my doctor and his MA saying I needed more. Bleh. Hopefully they'll get more within the next week.

I have an appointment with an ND in just over a week, and I'm hoping with her help to stop taking Wellbutrin. Mostly because the sample thing is so unreliable and I don't want to pay for it. As it is, I'm finding ways of making my Adderall cheaper and cheaper--I'm going to stop taking the XR version, I'm getting the bigger dose and splitting the pills... go me.

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I keep forgetting to post this, but...I lost my hoodie, near as I can tell. That brand new army green American Apparel one. That I spent a lot of money on (for me, anyway) and was madly in love with. I could cry....it even had my "vegetarianism is for lovers" pin on it.

It's not in my room, and I've ransacked it (probably will again tonight). It's not in Tyson's car. It's not, as far as I know, up the hill in Cherie'n'Tyson's house. My only two guesses at this point, are that it's hidden somewhere up here, or I left it at the Pirate Gathering. I don't think that's the case.

This is what I remember: Friday of Pirate Gathering I get off work, and it's 90 goddamn degrees. I go to Freddy's, I wait in front of my parents' house for Tyson. We come back here, and I run into the house and change into a halter top, grab some more stuff for the weekend, and we take off.

Hm. I coulda left it at Freddy's. It's so long past the fact, that if it's there I'll never ever get it back. I don't want another hoodie--I want that hoodie.

*cries*

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Agenda for tomorrow: Get into town by nine-thirty, catch a bus to a branch of my credit union to pull out cash (yay for Saturday hours), go to the Shute Park Gentle Dental, because I have not been to a dentist since I was 16, unless you count getting my head X-rayed because I was in a lot of pain and being told, "yep, your wisdom teeth are impacted," which was three years ago.

Then: take bus and then another bus and/or max and go to New Seasons, and get chips and salsa.

Then: take bus to dragon_mintz's house, and with the chips and salsa and the nacho "cheese" I bought at Food Fight, make some goddamn vegan nachos. Because I am indeed the shiznit. And then play Cranium, hopefully. Because apparently we rule at that game.

I feel like someone stuck my brain in a blender. I don't know if it's the lack of Wellbutrin or the lack of sleep. Probably some combo.

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EDIT: Duh. I'm talking about the Oregon Country Fair.

BTW, for anyone else who was planning on day-tripping it: sagcat and I are going up on Saturday. If anyone wants to meet us there, that would rock. Because you can't go a year without seeing Mildred Hodittle, Everyone's Frumpy and Exotic Aunt. Despite the fact that her act hasn't changed in the years I've been going.

"Don't ask what you can do for Dufur but what Dufur can do for you!!"

I wanna be in the dragon parade with paint on and such, and see music....

Holy Shit! Taarka got main stage on Friday!! Kick ass. Too bad that's not the day I'm going. *lol* It's about time, too: last year, even getting to their show (on a smaller stage) pretty early, there was no place to stand. Grrr. I need to see more of their local shows, I'm not on their mailing list anymore.

*poking around* Woohoo! David Helfand has a show first thing on Saturday, and then at two pm in Energy Park. Y'know, the guy who plays middle-easter/Israeli stuff on the harp? He also plays the mandolin and guitar and stuff. Royal Famille Du Caniveaux has two shows that day--they cracked me up last year, especially the bit the kids did. Faith Petric sings a few times in different places--she's so awesome. A little old lady with a guitar singing Wobbly songs. Leapin' Louie Lichtenstein!! He's a hoot. March Fourth is playing, I've been meaning to see them in person. Taarka plays at six in the Community Village.

Near as I can tell Mildred isn't there. Le sigh.

Oh man, no way I can do all of those things, especially since I have no idea what sagcat will want to do...hoo boy.

EDIT: Who the #$%$ is Taarka? Samples over....yonder. Note: Requires Real Player. Technically free. Big pain in the ass. Hopefully I won't get roasted for downloading it.