It occurs to me that I haven't taken any Prozac in several days and none of my Effexor withdrawal effects have returned. Hurray! I'm clean! Huge, HUGE thanks go out to t_rex for suggesting Prozac as a means to step off the Effexor. I'm very glad to finally be rid of all anti-depressants. Adderall much better.
fosteronfilm hung up my new mirror, which prompted a manic cleaning spree. The master bath is now shiny. The rest of the house, not so much.
Yesterday we rang in the new year with a low-key celebration. We watched the new Doctor Who episode, "The Christmas Invasion," while sipping Tom Collinses made with Bombay Sapphire gin. While I will truly miss Christopher Eccleston, David Tennant, the tenth Doctor is hawt. I was somewhat skeptical when I first saw him, because he seems so young, but after watching him in action--ooo, yummy! Me likie. Rawr.
I've started my end-of-year writing bookkeeping. My head hurts already. Or maybe I'm hungover--although that seems unlikely as I only had one drink.
And, *drum roll please* The Town Drunk, britzkrieg's new webzine, is now officially open for submissions. Make us laugh! (With you, not at you. Cross my heart.)
"The Son that Pain Made" is now out in the Jan. 2006 (#6) issue of Aberrant Dreams alongside their "Reader's Eye On . . ." interview of me. Also, the editor informed me that they recently switched printers so I'll also be receiving a contrib. hardcopy of this issue. Coolness. Go read. It's free! Snazzy cover art:
I'm not sure what it says about me that I really relate to the cover girl.