if someone or something is in your path, don’t walk around it–walk on top of it.

now that Cubs season is upon us, if you own a car, then you must familiarize yourself with the season schedule.  that is, if you’re a north side resident or frequent that area.

if you don’t have a garage space, park your car on the street when you get home from work on Friday, and do not move it until Monday morning.  take the CTA for the rest of the weekend.

games that take place during the week will nearly triple the capacity of el passengers, so either leave work early or stay a little late.  if you think the rush hour cars are packed with bodies, well, that’s nothing compared to baseball season.  i’m thinking of one specific Crosstown Classic, when a man standing next to me had his arm raised to hold onto the pole.  unfortunately, his sweaty, hairy armpit was right in my line of sight/vision.  avoid at all costs.

and remember, the closer you live to Wrigley Field, the more likely it is for some drunken Cubs fan to puke on your lawn, porch, or whatever.

i’m sorry that i haven’t had a chance to thank everyone individually for your comments and/or e-mails, so i’ll have to thank you publicly. thanks! i know it sounds cliche, but the support means a lot to me. if i haven’t been commenting on your blogs lately, i apologize. it’s just sometimes very hard to write in my own blogs even though there’s so much on my mind that i need to get out.

as for that idiot who left the stupid comment–water under the bridge. it’s just sad that in this day and age, there are still people who have that attitude towards mental illness. why can’t they create educational programs about mental illness like they do for other social issues?

saw the pdoc on Thursday. he decreased my Wellbutrin with the hope of decreasing my agitation and irritability. he also added Topamax, so i’m now back on a mood stabilizer. or i will be once we pick it up from Walgreens. i’ve heard that Topamax helps you lose weight, so i’m keeping my fingers crossed. i haven’t lost any more, but i haven’t gained any either, so that’s good. ok, a pound, but that doesn’t really count.

i’ve still been terrible about keeping up with my FitDay Journal. oh, well. i’m not going to beat myself up over it.

on Friday, i went to the chiro, who now has me on a gluten-free diet, but i’m not sure why. he talks really fast, so it’s hard to keep up with him sometimes, and then i forget to ask questions. so today i had my first soy latte. it wasn’t disgusting, but it wasn’t great, either. i think it’s just a taste that i need to get used to.

he also noticed that my skin is clearing. he said something like, “oh, did you have an extraction?” and i was like, “oh my God–how did you know?” i had never heard the term “extraction” used in that context, and i took it to mean a fancy term for popping zits. he said that because the pimples were dark as opposed to angry red, it meant that they were healing (and/or he’s had “extractions” himself and knows this from experience).

actually, after i saw the pdoc, i went to the salon to get my hair trimmed and a facial. i just couldn’t stand it anymore. i burst into sobs in the pdoc’s office because of the way my skin looks. i’m not vain; it’s that awful and adds to my reluctance to leave the apartment.

i had never had a facial before, and i heard that they’re relaxing. well, not if you get a deep cleansing facial. let’s just say it answered my question as to why, on the questionnaire i filled out for the esthetician, they ask about your threshold for pain. my face actually looked worse immediately afterwards, but today it looks better and i can tell that it’s healing. unfortunately, she (the esthetician) thinks i should see a dermatologist anyway, which is exactly what i wanted to avoid–another doctor. apparently, there are areas where blood remains under the skin and can’t drain. wonderful.

both my therapist and pdoc want me to return to PHP for two weeks, so i’ll head back Monday or Tuesday. i just remembered that i still haven’t mentioned what pissed me off the last time i was there. i will, though, i promise. stay tuned. heehee.

about a month ago, i wrote about the proposal in Wisconsin that would allow hunters to kill "free roaming" cats.  the term "free roaming," i believe, has yet to be defined in this particular context.  house cats who are allowed outside, with or without a collar, are free roaming.  however, it’s the wild, feral cats that the proposal’s writers plan to target.  while no longer domesticated, feral cats are also free-roaming and difficult to distinguish from someone’s pet cat.  according to the article below, "A wild or feral cat is typically defined as one with no identification collar and does not show friendly behavior" (McCormick).  and what if you encounter a cat without a collar who just happens to be mean but belongs to somebody?  who would notify the family that their beloved cat was accidentally shot?  the DNR, or the hunters?  or would they even bother?

if you live in Wisconsin, please vote against this proposal.

read the latest article on this issue below.

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the new title seems more appropriate.