This diary was originally started to chart my daily feelings on the antidepressant Celexa. I did so for about a month, and then the blog itself started being so therapeutic that I stopped talking about my emotional health and started writing all this random bullshit so many of you are kind enough to read.
You’ve helped me through many problems (although nobody had a decent suggestion on how to keep my barn warm) and I must draw upon your collective wisdom once more: namely, how the fuck do any of you stay awake?
Looking back at the arc of my life, the one problem that has stood out since the age of six is that I never have enough energy to rock all day long. My rest state is more restier than your average rester. I recall the endless days in high school when I would invent word games just to get through the preening boredom of Western Civ class. Now I find myself dragging through the day like I was carrying bags of sand.
I have tried ginseng, but it gats forth very little. I suppose I could exercise more, but I feel like it’s deeper than that. I have tried taking a little bit of Welbutrin in the morning, but all it seems to do is put an endless song loop in my head (usually “Hey Good Lookin'” or the “Facts of Life” theme, no lie).
I have ingested Coke until I got kidney stones. I was an early and proud adopter of Red Bull back in the mid-90s. Now I content myself with a 3-shot latt