everything feels like too much. I may've gotten in over my head, being in several groups online. And LiveJournal. And keeping up on Toontown. And the two teddy bear message boards (geez, I have a hard time channeling/posting as my bears sometimes--sometimes I am just not in the mood). And I forget what else. Well, I was seriously hanging out on Pentrace plus another pen group. But I have let those slide pretty much. For some reason the fountain pen fever abated. I like using what I have, but I don't have this overwhelming urge to get more now (which might be a good thing).
So I have this cold, which is impairing my thinking. Tomorrow I get to try a new regime of taking the new med. and less of the old one. Joy.
At least my lesson from my PSP 8 classroom was easy to do, and I am all finished with that. So if I am not thinking well on Tuesday morning, when my class meets, I can just skip that if need be. They log everything, so the transcripts will be available.
I need to finish eating. I need to do laundry. I need a nap. I need to be well.
Complain-y much?