i took just 5mg today at about 4:15pm. i made mohammed drive me everywhere. it really kicked in around 5pm (i think... i guess there's the possibility i'm just faking this to myself)--- i felt woozy, everything slowed down. it feels kind of nice... and i could get used to this. however, i moved very slowly for fear of falling down or getting hurt. still, it wasn't the anxious stressed out fear that i usually have---- more of just i know i could faint, so be careful and be ready to brace yourself and lie down.

mohammed thought that i was freaking out because i walked so slowly everywhere, but i was just making a conscious effort not to exert myself. also, the prarie home companion was on the radio, so the whole ride home i sat silently and listen to garrison do guy noir. it must of seemed odd to M that i wasn't my normal chatty self.

kathleen called today and apparently left me a message which said 'i changed my mind... you should not take buspar anymore.' so i am going to have to go in around 8:30am on tuesday... yuk!

i have not felt depressed all day, although, again, i have not been alone very long. also, i have not job hunted, which is depressing and solitary work.

i gave sarah the guineau pigs back. yuk, i think that this empty corner of the apartment is going to start to really make me unhappy after a while. i need to get those fish

also, don't forget that mom called and you told her off, and you weren't depressed. nice work

you are doing well david. you are doing well.