Medicine

Pulsatilla is highly toxic, and produces cardiogenic toxins and oxytoxins which slow the heart in humans. Excess use can lead todiarrhoea, vomiting and convulsions,^[4] hypotension and coma.^[5] It has been used as a medicine by Native Americans for centuries. Blackfoot Indians used it to induce abortions and childbirth.^[4] Pulsatilla should not be taken during pregnancy nor during lactation.^[6]

Extracts of Pulsatilla have been used to treat reproductive problems such as premenstrual syndrome and epididymitis.^[6] Additional applications of plant extracts include uses as a sedative and for treating coughs.^[6] It is also used as an initial ingredient in homeopathic remedies.^[6]

^{I just took some of this, it was sort of sweet and granular and translucent. It excites me to take some thing that can cause diarrhoea and coma, don't ask me, I just like living on the edge sometimes, makes you feel alive. But yes, anyway, I went to the local naturaopath doctor today and that is what she has given me, among other things. I am excited to explore and experiment medicinally these ailments that I have had. Should be exciting.}

December 13, 2012

So, in response to my December 4, 2012 post, yes, it did get worse. It got much worse. Yesterday was bad. I had ominous feels of doom all day. In fact, I woke up in the middle of the night the night before last. I woke up around 4 or 5 and was awake for an hour and a half worrying. Worrying about money, worrying about if my boyfriend actually likes me as much as I like him, worrying about my job and all the restructuring going on. Yup I was wide awake. So yeah, and also, I know that I can attribute some of my craziness to the fact that I don't have enough to keep me busy. My job, especially this year, is soooo seasonal. Half the year it is difficult to have a life outside of work and half the year it is difficult to find enough to keep busy with. So I know that it isn't ALL me, I know that if I was, say, working a 9-5 job M-F that I wouldn't get so crazy. (But who is to say that I wouldn't get crazy in a different way?) (And who the hell isn't crazy, right?) But with that said I spent a good part of the day having feelings of everything is fucked. Having terrible feelings of dread. Feeling like I am going to lose my job and I am going to lose my friends and I will have to move in with my parents. Ick. And even if any of that is true. Even if I do lose my job or what have you, can't we cross that bridge when we get there? Do I really need to have these terrible feelings about things that may or may not happen? And also, what about the fact that you create the world around you with your thoughts? Am I just asking for bad weather? And if I am, why?! 3/4 of the month I feel like a normal person doing normal things and then for a week I feel psychologically terrible. Is this normal? Does this happen to other people too? Is this some sort of cleanse? Do you think these are all of the bad thoughts that I should have spent over the course of a month but overrode them with my positivity? Since I've become more aware of it, I try to head it off. I try to remind myself that it will pass and that this happens once just about every month. I try to make my communication decisions much more carefully and not just from the gut. I actually try to not communicate (I try not to sob, "hey, I think you don't like me as much as I like you.") but I don't do too well at that.
Any feed back is very welcomed. Thank you.

scott from chicago

so i met alison's friend scott from chicago last night. this is a professional guy who travels for a living and stays at her hotel 4 nights a week, so they've gotten tight. they are buddies. he is like late 30s and loves to talk, loves to engage people. he is tan and a bit overweight but with a very friendly appearance and demeanor. bald. welcoming. glad he is not a creep.

so like i said in a previous post, the heat has fried my brain. i think i want to go find some thai food for dinner. or maybe just drink mojitos. i don't know yet. valaria wants to meet up after she gets done with work. maybe we should find some air conditioning and

NOTE: This, and many posts are not in chronological order. This one is several years old. 

The Weather

The weather has been so weird, right? Isn't that what everyone has been saying for years? "When I was a kid we got a ton of snow. It started in October and ended in April. We got feet! These days it just doesn't happen." Well, why is that? Global warming? And what is that, some big huge idea that all the cars running in the world is warming the atmosphere. Sure, that sounds like an idea. Sounds kind of complicated, but it does sound like a plausible idea. How about something simpler? How about an easier answer. Didn't someone smart and respected once say that the easiest answer is probably the correct one? I think so. So instead of talking about the weather like it is this outside entity, why not be more inclusive? Why not talk about the weather like it is our child? Would we openly sit around and talk bad about our children to the neighbors? I don't think so. You don't think the weather can't hear you talking bad about it? Really? It is right there, ever present. It can hear just like anything else. It can absorb your feelings about it. The weather is a part of us!!! Yes. We are very directly connected. Believe it! And why not? Wouldn't most people at this point say that, yeah, we are connected to nature? Weather is nature. We are connected. And not just in this abstract, distant sort of way, much, much more literal. So. With all that said, here is something that has been on my mind. The human experience is ever changing, yeah? How about in the last 10 - 15? I think there has been a huge change. Thee internet. Computers. We work differently and communicate differently with each other so much more so now than 20 years ago. We do everything differently. We decide what we will have for dinner only after we ask google what we should do with our chicken. We decide what to wear only after we look at our iphones to see how cold out it is. We decide where to work based on a website not walking into a place and saying hello. We decide what movie to go to after we watch all the previews of all the possible movies we could go see tonight and after we look up when that one movie is playing and if it isn't until next week then we wait. We walk differently. We have our heads down looking at our computers. So we have changed, thank goodness, change is good. But don't you think the weather has changed with us? I do.

And just like that it all starts happening again. It slowly creeps in. The anxiety starts to build a bit earlier than before this time around. I think it may be because I just have more time on my hands. More time to just notice the subtle changes. More time to just notice the slight mood differences and the slight difference in my thought patterns. It is only going to get worse before it gets better and then, just like that, it will be over like nothing ever happened. Like I had just made it all up in my mind. Fuck you PMS, this is starting to get old now.

things feel a little f-ed right now

so everything feels a little up in the air right now, more than it should i think. maybe i'm letting my mind wander a little too much but, UGH! Rachel got let go of her job today and she thinks it's all just a great big scam, har, har, har, but that's the real world, bosses suck and you have to deal with them and you have to put up with their shit. bummer. maybe i'm just a touch jealous that she has more to live for. that last sentence sounds a little weird, i don't mean that. i just mean that it doesn't really matter at the end of the day for her because she has dan and she is going to move to be closer to dan and that's just how it goes, right? well that all sounds like bullshit. i am feeling a little torn i guess between being child like and complaining about our surroundings and complaining about our bosses and making the bosses out to be complete psychos when actually they are just people too. looking for new jobs sucks and so i make what i have already work. and i am good at it too. ugh. and ryan has a girlfriend. fuck. why can't we just, ugh. and here i am just sitting around in my own head. i should start volunteering or something. and then my mind goes to my family and how much fun we had the other day and then to my lake ave family and then to my band family and then to my ugh and i just don't really like it when my mind wanders soooo sooo much. it gets away from me with everything swirling around in it and i used to do more art to funnel the energy and i used to do more drugs to chill the energy but it seems wrong to put a cap on it. i have been scared in the past to make changes so i have avoided change with the use of drugs but now i feel clear headed and happy most of the time, when i don't have to put up with other people's shit, and on and on and on and on. and the people that think that they are supreme can all go to hell and the people who can't ever think of what to say can all go to hell and the people who sit and run their mouths can all go to hell and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. and then there are those which you know them so well, so, so well that they hate you. they hate that you can see the deeply into them. they don't think they have such a deep well until you wander of and glance down the well and look to the bottom of their souls and look back at them, and stare. and ever flinch. and get pissed off and so on. and all they want it for you to change and look the other way and start doing something else but you won't, because you are just doing exactly what you've always done and you don't know how to do it any other way. and sometimes, god, did you wish you knew another way, but you don't. so you keep on keeping on down the only course you know. and as life goes you realize that it is all in a loop. that everything repeats itself over and over and at times you are this person and at other times you are that person and you sort of never know from one day to the next which person you may be. so you keep going to bed each night, thanking the universe for all the interesting things that happened during the day and you go to sleep. only to awake once again to all the same bullshit. all the same people coming to tell you all the same problems. some people changing and transforming all along, others stagnant and stale. but consistent and reliable. and then, i suppose, one day it stops and you get to take a look at what you did and what you didn't do.

NOTE: This was recently published however it was written a few years ago. Probably about January or February 2010.
ANOTHER NOTE: I just re-read this and noticed several mistakes but decided to leave them in because it helps paint a picture of the state of mind I was in when I wrote this.
Thanks for reading!

neutral milk hotel

so i just joined this online dating thingy for fun, or for laughs, or for serious, i can't tell yet. but i just looked up this guy who lives in winnipeg and he is beautiful. i think i blushed just looking at one little obscure photo. what he said was beautiful. his intentions were clear and honest and i appreciate that. i sort of wanna say hi. it is beautiful outside right now. the lilacs are just about to give way here in a couple of days, after maybe just one more hot, hot day. yesterday was hot, it had to be 80. rachel and i went out and ran errands and eventually had a picnic up at the park near our house here. it was beautiful. the honesty is what is soooo beautiful. her honesty and my honesty. my band mates honesty. or lack there of, it is sooo obvious. i am so confident in my honesty right now, ugh! i am sooo happy that i know what is what these days. thank you, thank you, thank you.