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The day of reckoning has come (AHAHAHAHAHA)
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Went to the doctor today. My suggestion was to try inching up the Lamictal, much more slowly than that 50 mg to 100 mg jump last month, rather than try to fool with anything new just yet. I actually felt really good when I started the Lamictal, and things only derailed after that jump, so we're going to try that. She--my doctor--mentioned that I might should try (ah, Southern verb constructions) lithium if this doesn't work. I don't know why my gut reaction to "lithium" is dread, but I'm really hoping this works out.

Having really bizarre moodswings--so I write this very sad, depressed entry (and thank you so much for all your comments and support--I don't know if I can even express how much that means) that was meant to serve two purposes: here's why the Lost recaps aren't done, and if you've been reading my medication entries with an eye towards changing your own meds, you need to know how and why they're not working for me at the moment. I don't know. It just seems irresponsible, now that a few people have told me they are keeping an eye on how Lamictal works from a first-person experience, not to record what's going on. And so I start writing that entry and it turns into the self-pity party of the century. So then I go through my mp3 folders, where I have a ton of music I haven't ever listened to (it's like getting entirely new music at random!) and dug up Bryan Ferry's "Slave to Love." And after a few listens, I decided I really liked it. It's really relaxing and... again, this is one of my odd mental pictures, but it's like a rainy day at a tropical resort, just hanging out and drinking mai tais and watching the rain. Which, for some reason, was really appealing to me at that moment. About an hour later, I realize that... I'm in a really good mood. It's really, really strange. I wake up feeling pretty good this morning as well. Then, mid-morning, complete pissosity. The moodswings are getting a bit dizzying, is what I'm saying. And the weird part is that my dosage levels have been stable for two or three weeks now--I can't think of a reason my moods would suddenly be so erratic, unless they were erratic all this time and I just didn't notice. Because, see, I've just been consistently pissy for about two weeks now, so the existential despair/mellow chillaxity twofer just gave me a bit of whiplash. Which is to say, I feel like this entry is a bit disjointed, particularly what with a large discussion of Borat in the middle of the linkspam down there, but I kind of don't care to do anything about it.

More importantly, though, our long national nightmare is over: Britney dumps K-Fed, and The Best Week Ever has the pre-nup details. Short version: Federline is screwed.

Tons of people who aren't even Britney fans have mentioned feeling inexplicable glee at the news, which I can explain thusly: it's not that we necessarily like Britney. Some of us do, to be sure. No, it's that we all, as a planet and a people, regardless of race, religion, or creed, loathe Kevin Federline, and thus we all are crying out as if with one voice: "AHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

From Erin Marie (I didn't catch your username!): "Since you plug some pretty fabulous charity sites, I thought I might send you a site that I think it wonderful--www.buyforcharity.com. The site lets you sign up for a free account, and they have agreements with a TON of major retailers that allow a portion of your online orders to be donated to the charity of your choice. And the charities range from AIDS research to the United Way, and include civic organizations, national charities, and nonproffit groups from around the country. I found out about this site from the NephCure organization, which supports patients and families dealing with a certain kind of kidney disease, which my husband has. BuyforCharity is easy, free, and with Christmas around the corner, it's a great way to give something back."

nardasarmy: "I'm looking for fanartists who are also fans of the television show Supernatural to participate in a Holiday Project. The details can be found at the lj community. If you could perhaps mention it during one of your linkspams, I'd be ever so grateful."

foresthouse: "I have an unholy need for the song that plays during the end credits of MirrorMask, "If I Apologized," and I wondered if you might ask anyone who reads your journal if they might have it. If someone does, I def. recommend it - it's very ethereal-sounding, and the words are by Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean."

Scott Foley's heart goes on.

Obscure "Diamond" sparkles for Lindsay Lohan. Speaking of whom, Lohan says she hates party-girl image. Well, then stop snorting coke until you get hospitalized for "exhaustion," you ninny!

Update: Prayer letters go to pastor's daughter. Which, you know, would have been such an easy, logical thing to do from the start.

An icon you might enjoy.

From spectralbovine: How I Was Duped by Borat. I have several issues with this piece, mostly owing to the fact that the woman seems too miffed over being fooled to be the least bit objective about it:
In humor or art theory, you could argue that his statement is so ridiculous that the very utterance of it proves the reverse, and therefore is an unmasking of his character’s small mindedness. Some of Borat’s most famous segments do just that, such as when the comic, who is Jewish, cajoles patrons in a country-western bar to sing “Throw the Jew down the well” to expose covert anti-Semitism. But what exactly is he trying to unmask when he ridicules women?

Borat could cause a sensation by pressing his “small brain” commentary on people like Lawrence Summers, the former president of Harvard who resigned after saying that women can’t be scientists. Instead, for the sake of a cheap laugh, he chooses to reinforce the stereotype of women as the inferior sex, at the expense of women. How funny is that?
No, I'm pretty sure he was portraying a kind of sexism equivalent to the antisemitism in her example. How many people really do think that women are inferior, as proven by the Traveling Assfrats of South Carolina? He's setting the Borat character up to look as boorish as possible, as when he laughs incredulously that a woman could have written a book. I don't see any difference here, except that in the case of the sexism satire, he's making fun of her. Or rather, she was involved in an uncomfortable piece of satire to make his character look ridiculous. Just because not every scene in the movie made someone else look stupid doesn't mean it wasn't also uncomfortable for the participants (see also: that poor man in the elevator. You know the one I'm talking about).

And if anything, he wasn't reinforcing the stereotype that women are inferior--he was reinforcing the stereotype that feminists are humorless. Which Stern herself is continuing as well.

Inspired segments of Borat and me were cut. At one point, Borat declared that men are stronger than women and held up two chairs to prove it. I did, too — although I’m only half his size, I’m used to working with bronze and hefty sculpting materials, so his pecs didn’t hold up his thesis. But, clearly, he will only show segments that make the “figures” in his art — his interviewees — look foolish, so that he looks superior.
I don't know what movie she saw, but Borat "looks superior" approximately 99% of never. Cohen makes Borat ridiculous, and then waits to see who will join him. ("May George Bush drink the blood of the men, women and children!" "WOOOOOO!") I'm sure there were tons of scenes that were cut and will very likely end up on the DVD, because this country is far too full of stupid to deal with in just two hours. (To be fair: it is a really, really big country. We can't help it if we have more stupid by volume than many other countries a fraction our size.)

From Gogo (whose actual username has also slipped my mind. I swear, I contribute more stupid to this country every day): Man uses his own sex offender photo on MySpace.

Office Space recut as a psycho-thriller trailer. I have to say, I have seen actual thriller previews that were not as good as this one.

From skyblade (okay, technically he linked it on Snarkfest): "A website for a movie called Elvis and Anabelle wants you to vote for one of two teasers. Normally, I wouldn't give a shit about cheap marketing stunts for a non-name movie but...watch the first trailer. Just watch it. I'd give the director of that trailer an Oscar over Scorsese."

I lost a draft I had with some by-request linkspam, so if you've asked me to post something recently and I didn't, check back with me in the comments (yes, I will remember if you really asked me or not).


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I too have noticed the pleased reaction even among non-Britney fans. Heh.

KFed got me to stop watching Monday Night Raw. The bastige.

Please hurry up and die.

Heh. On LJ my user name is nardasarmy. The funkyhelix link doesn't go to anything. Thanks for the mention.

Aaaaaand I'm three for three on screwed-up usernames! Woot!

(No problem. : )

Your post/The Daily Show just gave me dejà vu. I don't know why, and I wonder if I should see that movie when it comes out.

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Every conversation that I've had with people today about the Britney news (and, um, I've had many), have been jubuliant, I tell you.

I mean...it was BREAKING NEWS on the CNN website for at least an hour this afternoon. On Election Day! Big red banner across the top of the website.

I KNOW!!!! ROFLMAO...Goes to show you we've out our priorities straight in this country!

I have that Mirrormask song...

*jumps up and down* Any chance I could snag it from you? I have the DVD and every time I hear that song I want it on my iPod. I'd be glad to send you something too if you want. :)

More importantly, though, our long national nightmare is over: Britney dumps K-Fed

I REALLY love that sentence, given all the crazy political stuff today.

Tons of people who aren't even Britney fans have mentioned feeling inexplicable glee at the news, which I can explain thusly: it's not that we necessarily like Britney. Some of us do, to be sure. No, it's that we all, as a planet and a people, regardless of race, religion, or creed, loathe Kevin Federline, and thus we all are crying out as if with one voice: "AHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Precisely!

That pre-nup is such a shining beacon of sense. Bet her mother was behind it.

And good luck with the medication adjustment.

First of all, let me say that I do realise that you would not change your medication without serious thought. That said, please consider very very carefully before switching to Lithium. I had a friend who was on it our freshman year in college and the side effects were absolutely horrible for her - he hair started falling out, she couldn't go a day without being sick to her stomach, she said it always felt like she was never quite awake, and she passed out because of it twice. And all the horrible side effects aside, it was so unhelpful that she finally just quit taking it.

On a completely different and much lighter note, that Office Space recut had me rolling on the floor! My sister had a friend that did a recut of the Shining to make it look like a light-hearted family commedy.

Agreed, though my side effects were never that bad.

In addition, since it sounds like any meds you go on are going to be long-term, DO NOT let them put you on lithium with that intent. When I finally forced them to take me off it and find something else, I had the shakes and tremors for MONTHS. Two years later -- even now, eight years later -- I would still have uncontrollable muscle tremors if I felt any heightened emotion. I found out around then that long-term lithium can do damage to your nerves and that I had barely escaped that. This was after I'd been on the stuff for 6-7 years.

So, basically, don't let them put you on lithium for a long term thing without a LOT of research on your own part.

Wow. I've always loved Slave to Love, and you've just described TO A T how it makes me feel, too :D

While we're here, "Windswept" makes me think of dancing on a rainy beach. I love me some Bryan Ferry.

The man who used his sex-offender photo on MySpace . . .


Re: The man who used his sex-offender photo on MySpace . . .

Oh. Oh dear.

Not that lithium is a bad drug; several patients do well on it. It's just that it can have a lot of negative side effects. They talked about putting me on lithium for all of .05 seconds before my mother said, "oh, hell no."

Again, it's not a bad drug, it's just not right for everyone.

Tons of people who aren't even Britney fans have mentioned feeling inexplicable glee at the news, which I can explain thusly: it's not that we necessarily like Britney. Some of us do, to be sure. No, it's that we all, as a planet and a people, regardless of race, religion, or creed, loathe Kevin Federline, and thus we all are crying out as if with one voice: "AHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" You win at life for this comment. :D

Y'know, just once in my life I wish the shrinks would consider that we're having odd moods because the world is a screwed-up place.

I wouldn't be surprised if the vast majority of my generation winds up with PTSD-lite.