woah, just how long has it been?

yikes, y’all. it seems my last post was in mid-Feb? I didn’t mean to disappear on you. my Depression just really KO’d me for a while.

as it’s been so long since I’ve really discussed anything, we’ll just do a quick overview of things.

˜”*°• ᴡᴇ ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛ-ꜱᴏ-ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ •°*”˜

March 23rd is basically the date that we GTFO of Minnesota. so yes, we’re back in Louisiana.

just in time for all the festivals to kick off! 😀 ……oh, wait — Covid-19. thanks.

anyway. we are back in Louisiana. so far, we’ve seen my parents, my brother and his now wife (like WTF, y’all?!? good for him, but it’s WILD to think about Tiger being fucking married, lol), my parents (stayed with them for two months; more on that later), Brian’s dad Mr. Mike and step-mom Mrs Brenda (staying with them now; again, more later), Jenna and Brandon, Sheila, and Mr Terry.

we’ll have a huge shindig (probably at The Swamp) once this pandemic lifts some. I’ve got asthma (which is flaring up like a muthafucka’ down here), so I’m technically at risk, and Brian is a straight-laced rule worshiper (lol!) — as such, we haven’t really been seeing anyone or going anywhere.

˜”*°• ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ/ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ •°*”˜

I was off of my antidepressants for a week, while still being on fucking 1200 mg of lithium a day. y’all, not a good mix. Louisiana mental health care is ASS. I called Tyler Mental Health in mid-April (I got on getting my crazy doctors in line immediately), and they just scheduled my appointment at the end of May — for fucking July 13th. what. the. shit.

however, I talked to this one worker who seems to really want to help and explained to her I know me, and I need antidepressants. so she talked to the doc I’ll have and got me hooked up with 5mg of Abilify. not much, but better than nothing.

meanwhile, I dropped my lithium dosage by one-fourth. I’m feeling much better already. sure, I’m still really depressed. but the depression is more in the “lower-case” sense than the “capital Depressed” that I was just a few days back. it’s radically different.

˜”*°• ᴄᴀʟᴏʀɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴘᴛɪᴏɴ (ꜰᴏᴏᴅ) •°*”˜

my eating disorder is … let’s just say not the best right now. I’m struggling really fucking hard. it sucks, because we were going to get me seeing someone up in Minnesota. that happened right as the whole necessary relocation started. and of course it’s getting worse with my ever-growing stressors.

I’m trying to keep my behaviour reasonable — each once in a while, don’t fast for too long, not all calories are equal, balancing eating less and eating healthy, et cetera. but it’s hard when the Noise in your head is so Loud.

that’s been my social outlet, however. this online community I’ve been a part of for a while. one of those demonized “pro-ana” forums. I mean, define “pro-ana”. most definitions of that do not fit my community. heh, though a little does. anyway. it’s been my social connection.

back to the food. I’m working on ADF (Alternate Day Fasting): fast MWF, eat TRAU. we’ll see how that works out.

˜”*°• ᴄᴀʟᴏʀɪᴄ ᴇxᴘᴇɴᴅɪᴛᴜʀᴇ (ꜰɪᴛɴᴇꜱꜱ) •°*”˜

I’m trying to get back into working out regularly. I’m still using body-weight, dumbbells, and my bicycle.

I’m supposed to do the following (debilitating depression and chronic pain allowing):

  • every day
    • 30-40 minutes (~ 5 mi) of cycling in town
  • Mon, Thu
    • 10 minutes of warm-ups
    • upper-body weight-lifting
      • push-ups
      • bicep curls
      • bent-over rows
    • 5-7 minutes of stretching cool-downs
  • Thu, Fri
    • 10 minutes of warm-ups
    • lower-body weight-lifting
      • squats
      • straight-leg deadlifts
      • calf raises
    • 5-7 minutes of stretching cool-downs
  • Wed, Sat
    • 10 minutes of warm-ups
    • misc. weight-lifting
      • mountain climbers
      • tensor curls
      • flexor curls
      • donkey kicks
    • 5-7 minutes of stretching cool-downs
  • Sun:
    • rest
    • bike only

I’m not all that great at keeping to it right now. again: chronic pain, debilitating depression, the stress of the re-move, the pandemic, the unemployed-ness, et cetera. it’s difficult.

˜”*°• ʜᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪꜰᴇ •°*”˜

Brian, Zero, and I stayed at The Swamp for about two months. that was … challenging. but we survived. and they mean well. but they have some unchecked issues. and my PTSD symptoms flared up pretty hard a few times. nothing major, but it’s just not worth it.

speaking of Pool House, things are better now that we’re here. it was a rocky move, but it’s the overall better decision to be here.

we just got Zero today. he’s wandering around exploring. he seems fine enough.
he has a lot of experience moving, lol. poor baby. I’m no good at staying at the same home or job for very long.

˜”*°• ᴊᴏʙꜱ & ꜰɪɴᴀɴᴄᴇꜱ •°*”˜

and on the topic of jobs, I’ll be resuming my search very soon. we allowed me to paused it while I was having my major depressive spell. but as that seems to be lessening, I’ll be on the hunt once more.

we are waiting on the dongle for Brian’s PC (it doesn’t have wifi like mine), so his hunt is on hold too. in theory, Dad’s actually driving it to us (with my bike) as I type this. 🙂

˜”*°• ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇꜱ & ꜰᴜɴ •°*”˜

Brian is still running the Elemental Evils D&D campaign for my n00b mom, his semi-inexperienced brother, and myself. he’s about to run the Acquisitions Incorporated D&D campaign (in place of my Supernatural Cortex one I dropped — yay Depression!). meanwhile, he’s talking about my running a pre-made duet campaign for him. (his being able to play was the main reason I was going to run Supernatural again.) so we’ll see how that goes.

otherwise, I haven’t really had any hobbies weren’t sleeping all day and being depressed, lol.

between granite and cement

it’s hard right now. I have control issues; we all know this. but the current situation is wildly out control — and in general, not just out of my control.

I relied on an otherwise competent person to talk to people to whom he’s related (yeah, the anonymity’s lost now, lol) to get information on a potential solution to a rather large problem we have. he did not collect sufficient info from his father, and he apparently did not collect any info from his uncle.

and now we are stuck living (albeit temporarily) either in a situation we do not want or w people we’d rather not. we’re now chosing between a very small space w no internet and no Zero vs living w my parents.

had he collected sufficient information ahead of time, we’d be more empowered in this delimma. as it stand, however, he’s just put us into a tight corner.

I have been so angry w him over the last month or so. it just seems like one thing after another, one ball dropped and then another.

I’m trying to be as strong for and patient w him as he is for and w me. but he’s not making it easy.

2019-Q4 Review

as many of you may know, I do a personal Quarterly Review every three month. the most recent one was eight pages and quite in-depth. don’t worry! I’m not just copy-pasting it here, as that’s a lot to read. (also privacy reasons, lol.) instead, I’ll create some groups/categories and summarize my shit in there.


I’ve been so-so with this one. I’ve been going to my various physical and emotional/mental doctors as directed and took all my pills as prescribed. probably once every two to three weeks, I’d forget a single dose. though this was true for most of 2019, I just wanted to point it out, as that’s leaps and bounds above where I used to be — mostly thanks to Brian.

to those wondering (and who even knew), I’m still sober. meanwhile, to those out of the loop, I stopped drinking back in August 2018. it’s actually been a lot smoother ride than I thought it would have been. so yay, something was “easy” in my life for once!!

weight-wise, things went on a pleasant downhill. on the morning of 10/01/2019, I was 175 lbs (35.4% body fat). then as of the morning of 01/01/2020, I was 166.2 lbs (33.6%). in 13 weeks and 1 day (or 92 days total), I lost 8.8 lbs– an average of 0.67 lbs per week (or 0.10 lbs a day). I’m okay with that. a lot of generic or online programs have you choose between losing 0.5 or 1.0 lbs a week, so 0.67 lbs a week is just fine by me. 😀 ….sorry, went a little OCD with the numbers there, lol.

anyway, I think things overall were good.

Team Ow

nothing much stood out here. Team Ow (Brian, James, and Zero) are doing fine as a team/unit.

the end of this Quarter found Brian and I being together for 9 years, 5 months, and 12 days — which, OMG. how has someone put up with my crap for so long … by choice?! and then how did I not get bored with the same human yet? wtf.

meanwhile, it found Zero at an age of 10 years, 3 months, and 7 days. mah ol’ man. XD but he’s still as freakin’ spry as ever. like, annoyingly so, lol.


boy, this is a fun one.

as some of you know — my father became somewhat paralyzed in his right side and had to have emergency brain surgery to drain out the bleeding on both sides of his head. O_O and he apparently had one of the best brain surgery recoveries the workers on hand had seen. by the next day, he was already moving things again. so thanks to whatever Power helped us out there — even if it was just my father’s pure stubbornness.

some other family member attempted suicide right around the same time. that was … difficult. but honestly, not as much as Dad’s stuff.

other than that, family is all about the same.

Friends and Folk in Louisiana

we went home in July for two main reasons — 1] Sheila and Will were finally getting married; and 2] Brian’s grandmother’s 90th birthday bash might be the last family gathering they’d have. meanwhile, we had scheduled a shindig for while down there to see all our other folk.

AND THEN FREAKIN’ HURRICANE BARRY HIT. like, wtf. the birthday party was cancelled, the wedding was moved (to a day in which I could not attend), and our shindig was somewhat brief. seriously, what. the. fuck.

Writing, D&D, and Other Hobbies

I didn’t do NaNo this year. that was right after my dad’s surgery and some other shit, so it was just a really bad time. I really did not write much. I hope planned efforts for 2020-Q1 will change that pattern.

Brian continued running D&D for his brother, my mum, and me. I started looking into running Nobilis for Brian, Mum, and Daminelle; though nothing has actively come of that yet.

meta knowledge, but we finally sent out 2019 Holiday Cards … in the middle of January 2020. D: oi vey. we were not timely this year, lol. anyway. in the cards was an unnecessarily lengthy yet somehow still brief recap of our year. we kept busy!!

meanwhile, I’ve once again become a go-to pet- and house-sitter. that really makes me happy. I enjoy doing it. I love meeting all the critters. I like seeing new homes. oh, and helping people and/or getting paid, food, and/or gifts ain’t that bad either, lol.


as a reminder, back in July I had left the law firm and started as the Executive Admin Asst for the CEO of a single-family investment firm. still trucking along there. it’s just temp work, but I continue to enjoy it.

A Few Questions

and now, a few recap’ing questions. overall…

What Are Some Things That Went or Turned Out Well?

Christmas went well. we went to a friend’s place for the first time (was also the first time we weren’t alone up here for Christmas) and played a new game that Mum and Dad just got us.

legit, Dad healing up as quickly as he did was awesome!

What Are Some Things That Went or Turned Out Poorly?

the investment firm informed me they wanted me to stay on as temp worker instead of moving into a permanent salary role. that really sucked.

To What Am I Looking Forward about 2020-Q1?

I keep crossing my fingers about our getting out of the frigid north, lol.

winter is also on the decline by this point. yay!!

Monthly Consumptions: December 2019

little late, but here we go. XD

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holiday/Christmas/whatever cards

want a 2019 holiday/Christmas/whatever card from Team Ow?

just fill out a quick form with your contact info. 😀


Monthly Consumptions: November 2019

Brain Food time again!

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rough times on Ranch James

few weeks ago, my dad had emergency brain surgery.

last night, I learned that someone important to me attempted suicide (and failed) about two weeks ago.

around the same time as all of this, my temp job told me they won’t be taking me on permanently. (I’m too creative, it seems. maybe I’ll write more about that later

and winter is arriving soon. which is always a HUGE threat on my physical and emotional healths.

hard times are not a-comin’. they’re already here.