sophistry | (no subject)

I am so. tired. The past few nights, I've been sleeping these huge ten, eleven, twelve-hour stretches, with my alarm not even penetrating the coma - which is, I admit, a nice change from lying awake and tossing and turning - but I still feel like I could curl up under the desk in the computer lab and take a nice, long nap.

Suck.

Though apparently sleepiness can be a side-effect of the Lexapro, so hopefully it will go away once the Lexapro starts to normalise itself into my system. On which note: I've been taking it for nearly a week now, which is the lower end of the starting-to-notice-a-definite-difference-in-moods mark, and... hmm. I think so. I'm still definitely up and down, but perhaps less intensely so - insofar as I can tell. Of course, that might also just be because I'm drowsy all the time.

ANYWAY.

I may have seen the first two episodes of *cough*Torchwood*cough*, and I may be mumblemumblemildlyintriguedmumble.

¬_¬

Othernewsly... I got nothing. What is up with all of you?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Yay sleep. It is a very useful thing, I find. Also yay Torchwood, which evidently has the ability to yank someone in rather after the manner of a fish on a hook.

Why yes, I am talking about my own recent experience. :)

Not much here -- am finishing a project and about to start school. Oh, and considering what I should rename myself if I turn out to be Le Chiffre's sister in disguise.

More on that last later.

Oh sweetie, be careful with the Lexapro. They put me on that and it *really* fucked with me.

If it works for you, that's all wonderful. Keep me updated.

I'm glad that you can tell the difference though. Love you.