snzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....

I think the drugs are getting to me again. I spent most of my afternoon zonked out on the couch. So, after paying out the ass for 7.5 mg pills, I have to go to the drug lady and ask if she'd be so kind as to write me a prescription for 5 mg instead. Maybe I can get samples.

It's incredibly frustrating to be on drugs that are supposed to make me feel better and may well be making me feel worse. I know I can be lazy at times, but this is beyond mere lazy and into utter exhaustion. The last thing I need is to oversleep and wind up late for work a few too many times.

Tomorrow I'm taking the day off from work to take an intensive class in proofreading. I signed up for the class before the job offer, actually, but I'm hoping it'll come in handy for the job thing.

In the meantime, I'm going to bed.