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There are many things I’ve made a note to discuss with you, sweet, faceless readers, and I can imagine writing an engaging, colorful post about them. Alas, imagining it is all you will be able to do, because I cannot summon the mental or physical energy today to write fully or well. Part of coping with FM, as I’ve mentioned before, is learning to do less, and to do things differently than you’d like to or think you can. I tend to be a very all-or-nothing sort of person, hence the fact that I haven’t posted here in a week. However, in the interest of being more involved in the world and smudging the precise features of perfectionism, I am writing this post, which will be brief and may not live up to its imagined version.
Despite that gloomy intro, I’d like to share the fact that I went out yesterday and walked around in the sun and purchased some comfortable, yet non-sweat-pant clothes (I will discuss FM and clothes in a future post! Get excited!). This included a pair of comfortable shoes with good arch support (I have flat feet) which are also quite lovely, and a pair of linen pants which are So. Comfortable. and yet can be worn in public.


I inadvertently skipped my nightly dose of Rozerem on Saturday, and this, combined with half a cup of coffee with friends at about 5pm, being excited about spending time with said friends, and eating dinner late, led to the inability to fall asleep until 7am (YES! 7 in the Morning!).

I did, however, catch up on some emailing, so that was good. Saturday’s complete lack of sleep + adjusting to daylight savings + whatever else causes FM and dysautonomia to thrive = about a week of feeling pretty energy-less and awful.
However! In the midst of feeling unfortunate there has been some definite excitement — it is suddenly, incredibly summery here, which has a giant affect on my mood (I become a giddy, small child). Southern CA’s climate is wonderfully absurd — my memory of last summer has barely begun to fade, and already it is summertime again. I am in favor of summer.



In gardening news, I have had to sacrifice several pansies for the sake of the rest of the plants (although it was gratifying to cast the aphids out of the house).
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I have discovered an artist I enjoy: Ya Ya Chou, and I’ve put up 2 of Chou’s pieces on the Art page, with commentary hopefully to come once I feel a bit better.
Here are some things I’ve been excited about recently:
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Sex, Lies, and Videotape (I love James Spader!)

the beautiful Whitney from The Hills (yes I have horrendous taste in television)

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Don’t badmouth The Hills. We’re moving to that apartment building next month.
Hope you get to feeling better soon!
So we are at the same place because I got one hour of sleep on Friday/Saturday night, but for hugely different reasons of course. I passed the domestic partner bill at 3:30 am from the House, but of course the stupid asses in the Senate failed to concur. I am playing hookey today because I can barely get out of bed. I know this is what you feel a lot in your life and if I could concoct a magic want to take your fibro away, I would do so in a new york minute. We are going back to special session tomorrow with the domestic partner bill one of the main reasons. I think our governor should be king instead of president. He is the main reason we still have a chance. Let’s still plan a train trip somewhere soon. Tucson? Hugs and kisses.
That was magic wand, not want.