In the Spotlight, Day 2



Yes, kiddies, it was Day 2 of my kitchen light being stuck on. Dexter was kind enough to block the light out of my eyes by draping his 20 lb black feline bulk across my pillow, but it didn't help. I'm going on very little sleep and I feel achy and horrible.



My list of ailments: more hair loss--soon I'll be like the Sopranos: bald, mean, but very funny--root after root, night after night. I'm surprised I have any hair left. Palpitations in my heart have begun--a sure sign of my thyroid going bonkers. I'm taking supplements for it, but who knows if it's working? The pharmacy got my prescription wrong for my Pill dosage, so I'm pumped on 12 mg more estradiol than I should be. Feh--I'm halfway through the damn cycle, I might as well finish all of 'em. If I fall on the floor, hey, my cats do that all the time, and they're ok. It's not like I noticed this until Sunday night, 1 week after taking the first batch. My other vitamins just make me gag when I have to swallow them. I truly sympathize with cancer and AIDS sufferers. I'm a 'cocktail' of medications, too. Vitamins, minerals, and pharmaceuticals. 6 pills in all, but that's better than the 9 I was taking back in January. Let's see if I can reduce that number even further. Thank God for health plans.



I'm PMS'ing, too, which is soooo much fun. I just love hormonal disorders, don't you? I had the sense to take a vacation day tomorrow, but from what it looks like, I might be spending it in bed, exhausted. All my doctors say exhaustion is to be expected with all this. When is exhaustion a NORMAL part of anyone's life??? How is that supposed to make me feel? I'm part of a demographic of burned-out, insomniac females? Are we a special breed like the Amazons? Instead of spears we have Sominex and bedroom slippers?!! Somebody shoot me.



And, like the responsible moron I am, I paid all of my bills so they wouldn't sit on my desk mocking me. Now, my entire paycheck is gone, I have $2.50 in my savings and nothing in my checking. I will be living until next Friday completely cash free. I don't owe anything, but I don't have anything, either. Thank God for Visa cards. Wouldn't it be nice to just say "Fuck it" and leave the phone bill there for another 2 weeks? Why must I jump to pay everything on time? My friends don't and they seem happy. If I were a DJ, I'd be MC Ass Is Broke.



As Marybeth Burke used to say, "Stop the world I want to get off!" Marybeth was Mike Stella's girlfriend. I met and fell head over heels for him on this same day, 16 years ago. Not that anyone but me cares. Danny, don't strangle me when you read this. You're still my favorite drummer. Thank god for new redheads...