tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15766377.post115859549282497049..comments2023-03-27T04:37:02.038-05:00Comments on Into the Rabbit Hole: strange behavior, such as blasphemous screaming, convulsive seizures, tranceBlackpetuniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17233155436335564254noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15766377.post-1159222877677156382006-09-25T17:21:00.000-05:002006-09-25T17:21:00.000-05:00oh...I was a coffee addict..and yes a barista at o...oh...I was a coffee addict..and yes a barista at one time, but unless IV drips were going to be a possbility in the am, I just couldn't keep faking out the adrenals. So I got the flu real bad almost 9 years ago, stopped drinking coffee for a week and just never took it up again. Though the smell is heavenly and often calls me back, but now a whole cup of caffeine would just freak me out!<BR/> And the hitting pavement comment has more to do with a medical condition I have than parenthood. It is a way for me to find humor in having to rely on a western medication for probably the rest of my life!This and Thathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398439625145320793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15766377.post-1159169296720449932006-09-25T02:28:00.000-05:002006-09-25T02:28:00.000-05:00` Oh yeah, and I hope the whole motorcycle thing w...` Oh yeah, and I hope the whole motorcycle thing went swimmingly.Spoony Quinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10730057249256927206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15766377.post-1159169251651006632006-09-25T02:27:00.000-05:002006-09-25T02:27:00.000-05:00` Same here. Annoyingly painful things have been h...` Same here. Annoyingly painful things have been happening. Which I've blogged a bunch about.Spoony Quinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10730057249256927206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15766377.post-1158634580045190912006-09-18T21:56:00.000-05:002006-09-18T21:56:00.000-05:00In the light of a crescent moon, sometime you may ...In the light of a crescent moon, sometime you may hear the screech of what sounds like an owl, but it's only me, losing my footing in a world that has gone mad, or maybe I just realized it always was, and that I'm in it. Fully submerged. And fuck, who is going to clean it?!<BR/><BR/>This is what happens when I don't have a little solitude and relaxation. I can't imagine being a parent. Maybe I begin to understand why you don't drink coffee, but not quite.Blackpetuniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17233155436335564254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15766377.post-1158630164663440032006-09-18T20:42:00.000-05:002006-09-18T20:42:00.000-05:00that all sounds familiar to me...huh Caff X?!that all sounds familiar to me...huh Caff X?!This and Thathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09398439625145320793noreply@blogger.com