It's been a long time

I haven't had much motivation to write lately, which could be a good or bad thing. I don't know, I really haven't thought about it that much. Although not writing did prompt Eric to call me... and that was cool.

It's been a trying couple of months over here in Scheckiville... I was diagnosed with Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder (PMDD) and before you all go "So is that what they're calling PMS these days?" I'd like to inform y'all that it's a certified mental illness, which includes symptoms such as radical mood swings, suicidal depression, paranoia, anxiety and fatigue. That's right, I'm DSM-IV certified... So I'm on Serafem (low-dose Prozac) for a couple of days out of the month... which scares me a teensy bit, but I guess I'd rather be scared a teensy bit than to go through PMDD any more. That's part of the reason I hadn't written anything... I couldn't really deal with things, and it probably would have been the best time to write but... oh well, right?

Also, there was the circus that is my brother. There's not enough time in a day to recount everything that's gone on with him in the last month and a half, but at long last, he's at Fort Knox and he's started Boot Camp. I hate the idea that he'll more than likely go to Iraq, but what can you do about it? He wrote me a letter two hours before he went to boot camp (he did the first part... reception or something that starts with an r. I forget what, exactly)

Anyway... In happier news, I'm learning Japanese. Yay for me...