Lithium Blues

I hate doctors. I hate the whole fucking medical profession. They'll obsess about my weight until the cows come home, but get me my life-saving medication? Not a prayer! My doctor is gravely ill, and is completely unavailable, so I'm at the mercy of the idiots who work for him. They pass the buck like  it's a hot potato. I just need a prescription for lithium. It's not a dangerous narcotic, it's just some thing my life depends on. I've taken it for over a decade. There should be no problem. Now Carrie is threatening to leave me if I can't get it, because she cannot live with me when I'm not on lithium. For better or worse, my ass. This isn't even my fault, in any way. Fort Hamilton Hospital and/or Butler Behavioral services created this mess, and I'm sick of paying for it!

Fridge Message

The latest fridge magnet message, which is Latin for "Long Live Goat Boy". Do I ever get tired of making fun of my brother? No!

The First Night of Hanukkah

The menorah at Carrie's house on the night of 8 December 2012.

One Day I'll Fly Away

I follow the night
Can't stand the light
When will I begin to live again

One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
What more could your love do for me
When will love be through with me
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends

One day I'll fly away
Leave all this to yesterday
Why live life from dream to dream
And dread the day when dreaming ends

One day I'll fly away
Fly fly away...

Watching Moulin Rouge for the millionth time. I think the depression may be returning, and I really identify with this song this morning. I feel so trapped in my life, and I am beginning to doubt there is anything to look forward to anymore. How can I live in this terror of the inevitable? Which is more painful- the presence or the absence of illusion? "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return." Would anyone give a damn about Satine if she weren't beautiful? Would the audience be so sympathetic if she were bipolar, not tubercular?
I'm not certain that I really have a point; I'm just depressed and profoundly alone. 

Pray for this crab!

This is Hanna Crab, and she is very weak from her mid-November molt. Her life is in danger. Please, if you are the praying sort, send prayers/good energy to our baby.

Dream A Little Dream of Me

My favorite version of this song!

Pin Up Girls

I have started collecting pin up girl photos. I love the sultry glamor of them. These are a few I recently found online.....