It may be a holiday, but I try to put something up every weekday unless I really dig what I wrote on a Thursday and feel it can sail through the weekend.  Friday I was deep in a Polar low so I posted some Buffy which always makes everything better.

I’m not sure what’s going to happen this week.  I’m thinking I might be able to ride this out okay since it’s the most solid week of my month health-wise.  See, I have bipolar meds I take twice daily.  I have two big thingies that are labeled Monday – Friday and in each they have my morning meds (bipolar, vitamins and my birth control pill that I’ll need to take forever because I have no ovaries so produce no estrogen and the irony makes me want to shiv a prisoner) and my evening meds which are just my crazy pills with my allergy pill.

I have to take them both or my bloodstream just gets all sorts of fucked up and I go into some kind of spin.  It could be that I’ll just have one bout of mania (but I typically go manic at least daily – people USUALLY like manic unless it involves rage) then I’ll hit a low where I cry and then there’s the quarterly occasion where I have to call out for a “Julie watch” because I can feel a super low coming and I need to be constantly monitored lest I self-destruct and bring everything down with me.

But so far it’s been an okay ride.  Granted I have until Saturday until I’m sure I’m in the clear and I don’t get fresh blood until the 14th so I may tornado again in a few weeks but I’m at my physical peak so you may just read some totally fucked up shit this week.

OH!  GOOD NEWS!

I don’t need a job just yet.  Since the kids are out of school I’m getting support to stay at home and blog and do some freelance work so I can write part-time while my kids watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and I can spend the rest of my days at the pool.  I haven’t decided what I want to do but after months of trying to get a job as a flight attendant, I have learned that I need to be close to my hospital lest I get caught in a random city and can’t get an infusion.  No infusion – psychotic Julie.  I can do anything I want except travel.

I want to be a columnist in a paper.  Just once a week.  I have someone interested in me.  I think I’ll kick ass.  I’m also considering getting a job as a cocktail waitress because I’m SUPER personable and I look great in bars so I’ll make bank, get to stay out all night, sleep in all day and take my kids to the pool (yes, they’ll have to go to daycare part time but I can’t sit on this couch every day, I feel like a stay at home mom who has her own apartment).  I plan on doing this for the summer but by the time school starts again I will be holding some sort of actual job that requires me to get a regular check.  I get paid blogging and shit now but it’s all to my corporate account.

It also means I can continue to swear like a mutant trucker/sailor combo because I am no longer worried about my security check leading them to this blog which will scare any potential employers away.  My ultimate goal is to finish (start) my book that I know will be a success because I succeed at almost everything I put my mind to and once I get the book out I’ll have a movie made and I can move on to the next book I have that will stir up all kinds of drama for me.

I dumped bleach on a fire ant hill and ran away last night.  I’m allergic to them and it was close to the house.  I then read that if that doesn’t work peeing on it might.  I have to pee right now and I have no issues peeing anywhere so I might just take a moment to go do that now.  Yes, it’s broad daylight but my neighbors already shun me so this would be a great way to ensure they know I’m crazy enough to not fuck with.

One time I peed in a sandbox because I was really drunk and had public peeing issues.  I  used the shovel to scoop it out like kitty litter.  I was fourteen and didn’t realize that might not be sanitary.

I’m manic.

The ants were all dead but I peed on it anyway because everyone told me I should last night and I don’t like letting people down.  Take that deathly fire ants! Another day shall pass without me needing to use my epi pen!

I’m not kidding, I’m going to go pee on some ants.   I’ll Tweet and Facebook how it goes.  My mind is running too fast for me to write.

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