I confess.....

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I Confess...

My name is John.

I confess that I'm still abusing my Celexa... sort of. I took two tablets for two days, the day after that I only took one and felt better because I wasn't so spacey, but then I got depressed (that desperate black hole depression was starting to come back), so today I took one and a half again... I hope I didn't decrease its affect on me or something.

I am getting paid as I write this but part of me wants to rent a helicopter with the money and walk into the blades.

I confess that I have not eaten breakfast or lunch for the past two days and will once again force myself to eat dinner when I get home.

On the bright side, at least you're creative.

I confess that when I was three I wanted to be just like She-Ra, only with sensible clothing.

I confess that your confession would be much better if you kept the She-Ra clothing. Just an opinion.

Last edited by Trigger11 on 21 Aug 2007, 3:41 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Lol! That's very funny.

gwenevyn-ra, Princess of Practicality!

I confess that I feel too horrible and lazy to call about this job I found that they were hiring people for that would suit me perfectly if only I could do it and not be almost passing out all the time and thus inattentive; even though the depression doesn't make me inattentive anymore now it's the antidepressant! It is an improvement, I guess! I'm also too lazy to go down to Social Services and ask for a better room!


Hey; I feel better now, maybe I will today if there's still time, if I don't have to rush.

I confess both this and your kitty picture post in the Who's your type? thread made me smile. I confess that I really needed to smile today, and now I feel better. Thanks.

I confess that contrary to my statement here earlier, I am attempting to get my summer reading done. I confess that I probably won't get it done if I keep stopping here, but it's the thought of the effort that counts.

Right back at you! I'm smiling now, too. ^_^

I confess that I don't know what I'll say to my mom when she asks if I called about that job and I say no!

I confess that this job is boring and browsing internet forums can only help so much!

Ah, this gives me lots of ideas for things to confess, starting with Masters of the Universe, and ending with sensible clothing.

I confess that I used to really enjoy the He-Man cartoons when I was young, though in retrospect they're badly done and make no sense. I confess that I would often become annoyed with Skeletor for failing miserably over and over again, and employing incompetent buffoons to help him accomplish whatever his evil plans were (I don't even remember).

I confess that for the longest time, I had a crush on the sorceress who lived in Castle Greyskull (a falcon girl!)

I confess that one year for Christmas, I was prompted by my grandmother for what toys I wanted (she spoiled the hell out of me). I got the bizarre notion in my head to completely mix genres; I wanted the Castle Greyskull play set (more than anything!), but I wanted G.I. Joe figures to go with it. So I made a short list that started with Castle Greyskull, and listed a few G.I. Joe figure to go with it. My grandmother ended up getting me castle Greyskull and about a dozen of the Masters of the Universe figures, which is NOT what I was expecting. I confess that I was confused and surprise and disappointed about this at first, but ended up enjoying having imaginary adventures with the unexpected figures. I remember Swamp Man came with a rather bizarre mossy smell... I confess, I've often wondered what chemical formula one applies to plastic to get it to smell like moss.

As for sensible clothing depicting sensible clothing (recursion!), I confess that I'm at work wearing this Super Girl t-shirt right now:

I confess that it occurs to me that She-Ra's outfit is too loose and modest in comparison.

I confess that Super Girl is yet another fictional cartoon character that I have a crush on. [Sorry, this is, perhaps a bit vulgar... But I confess that this odd paradox has occurred to me: if Super Girl is invulnerable, is it possible for her to lose her virginity? How would that work, exactly? ]

I confess that wearing this shirt to work amuses me because it borders on inappropriate, but is not quite inappropriate. I confess that I've yearned for someone to complain about it or give me a hard time, but nobody has ever so much as mentioned it.

I confess that I was just in a 1:1 with my boss, and we got on the subject of how "crazy" (eccentric) I am; then we got onto the subject of one of my teammates, and my boss commented that she is "probably crazier than I am" (in a good way; we're all friends). I confess I took that as a challenge, and am going to make a point to "out-crazy" my teammate. (Though I must confess that said referenced teammate can probably give me a run for my money.)

I confess that yesterday I could be seen walking the halls of my work building wearing a reproduction of the sword-holding bandoleer worn by Captain Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean, which had arrived in the mail that morning (the accompanying cutlass was at home). I confess I made it a point to stop by all of my teammates offices and show it off. Ha! Nobody out crazies me.



Finally, I'd like to confess that I missed the introduction of v2.0 of text expressions that most people younger than me seem to have naturally mastered. I confess it makes me feel old when I only know the old :- ) ;- ) ;-P type things, which, in comparison to some of the v2.0 stuff I've seen, are nowhere near as expressive. I confess, I'll probably never bother to update my knowledge in this area. This old dog already knows too many tricks...

Good fortune,

- Icarus the Agitator

I confess that I develop crushes on some female anime characters.

Cool.

I confess I have a tendency to abuse the MySpace blog whenever I'm feeling down. I've done so now, but it didn't work too well; in fact, it only added to the "I'm being foolish" concern. However, I confess that I always think that when I'm not worried things will be a problem, and when I am worried, things will be all right. I confess I'm (irrationally) worried, so I hope that means things will be ok. I confess that I worry because I know it doesn't actually work like that, but it's always seemed to in the past.

I confess that I think I might just stay up all night to read Jane Eyre, as I probably should have it done. I would hope that they wouldn't test us on the first day, but that's probably what's going to happen.

I confess that my mom thinks I'm worse since I started taking Celexa! Actually, it makes me able to cry and express myself better and that. Even though I appeared more functional before, inside I was a disaster! Now I'm less intimidated by people and all that! It even says on the papers that came with it that if I'm able to cry now that's an improvement. I feel terrible and threatended and dead and dissociated from my surroundings, and horribly depressed, but it was 5 times worse when I wasn't taking it... which is saying how bad I felt before, because now I still feel so awful, I wouldn't have been able to fathom how awful I feel now say, when I was 8 years old... it was always building up to this but OWOOOOO! I feel so TERRIBLE! I sleep all the time for some reason. I sleep thru the night, don't go to bed too late, and still sleep in the day! For the last 5 days especially it's been like this! Isn't the Celexa suppoed to be an excitator, not a sedator? So maybe it's not the Celexa. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?//!