Zo-Lost

Let the games begin. Today, about one minute ago, I ingested the last 1/2 of my last little blue pill. No, not that one, the generic for Zoloft is also blue. I need to ponder the irony there since the stuff killed off my sex drive. May just miss that more than anything. Not the lack of but the potential not lack of. Being single has some drawbacks. Like, what to do with the sex drive? Can only refinish and repaint so many things. Exercise. Been threatening that for years.

So – if this page takes a dark turn, let me know. DO NOT call 911 but let me know, a hint to look out for myself eh? Have done the over-reaction suicide comedy thing already. I do however see that I could miss some things if I am the one in them. (read that twice, it might make sense)

My mental health pro suggested that I take 1/2 doses daily until I run out. If it took one to two weeks to get into my system and notice a difference then am assuming it will be as long to notice lack of effects. Basic math and lack of other info is how I came up with this. Any experience or professional opinions? ( myspellingerror@gmail.com )

Ah, the mysterious and unaffordable world of medical care. Will just continue to read about it. Much like when the car makes new noises, just turn up the music. It’s just a bit harder to drown out the noises within from without.

On a more positive note (for me anyway) My bestest friend ever turns 40 today! Catching up there bud. Careful, gravity gets so much more serious after 40. No, really, it does.

Soon, the launch of  – http://www.avyuro.com – my personal and for whatever web space. Also the one for wedding officiant up soon too. All of you from church can assail my nerve at putting rev in front of my name if you choose. The Supreme Court of the United Stated of American recognizes it. So there. I do not profess any special knowledge, ability, education or much of anything really, just the legal ability to sign and the life ability to clean up well. Will be very sure to let ya know when to look.

Spa-Anthony is open by the way. Come on over, get some work, leave a tip. Although I have been told I have bad taste in incense. Bring your own if you are particular.

Enough from me – for now.

Peace, Ant-Knee