I seem to collect monikers like some people collect round tuits or statehood quarters.  Some of my favorites have been Saint Immi the Profane, Immi the Purifier, and Immi the Eccentric. Now I have a new one, thanks to Susan: Queen of Cheezburgers. Woo hoo!  I like that one. It’s all about cats n LOLcats, and them’s good. It ranks up there with Saint Immi the Profane. LOL  

I tell you, sometimes I’m so easily amused.

Many thanks to Absolutewillie for nominating me at B2BInfo for a marie antoinette: a real person- a real award!  I think I definitely qualify for being a real person.  A fake person would never bother with coping with bipolar disorder. hehe!  I’m not sure if I’m more tickled about the award as a public declaration that this blog is useful to someone or him saying that I’m an inspiration. Both sure feel good, though.

I went with an old friend for a mini road trip towards the mountains today to see the awesome colorful fall foliage.  It was perfect for me to get out of the house without wearing myself out. I can sit in a car like a pro, I tell you!  With a thermos of nectar of the gods in one hand, and ambrosia fit for a diety in the other, we headed up from the flatlands. So it was really a thermos of Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee and junk food. It couldn’t have been more of nectar or ambrosia for us at the moment, and we had a great time. 

Along the way, we talked about our blogs and therapy and such. I commented that my therapist had questioned a couple of times whether I’d ever had a clearly manic episode. I was saying that frankly I’d forgotten, myself if I had. May friend laughed and said, “Are you f***ing kidding me?  What about the time…”

Oh yeah that. hehe Yeah, I’d forgotten that. So I’d flown out to Idaho for a 3 days conference, became convinced aliens were chasing me and trying to kill me, so I spent close to $15,000 on outrunning them in a rented Dakota truck between Idaho, Utah, Nevada, Oregon, and California for 30 days before I was able to return home exhausted. I saw lots of strange things on that trip too. Including the reptilian aliens and the vanishing 18 wheelers. Oops. How’d I forget that?

“Or how about…”

Ok ok, so thinking The Saracen was following me around to kill me was not particularly grounded.  Even if he did to hack my head off with his scimitar a few times. And oh yeah, he didn’t exist so that anyone else could see or hear him. But I was an enormously powerful entity from somewhere around Orion’s belt so I hacked his head off, gave him back his life to become my bodyguard, so it all turned out ok.  Well, yeah, that probably was a bit manic too. Or just plain psychotic. Take your pick.

“And this time…”

Ok, saving that family from another set of aliens was a good thing to do.  Well, it would have been, had the aliens only existed. tee hee

Now I find it funny that I thought those things were real and reasonable at the time. Can you say d e l u s i o n a l?  LOL  I don’t suppose they are so reasonable looking back at them.  But you know what?  It’s grand to be able to laugh at them with a friend from a few years away, and grin about how lucky I was not to have ended up in the hospital over any of it.  

Yep, life’s pretty good sometimes. Especially on the road with a friend and a thermos of grand coffee.

Did you know that GNC is giving away an Ipod Nano each week through December? No purchase necessary and all that, but you’ll have to read the rules for yourself. Yes, that’s an affiliate link, but you can probably find the contest somewhere or other without going through my affiliate link if you just want to give it a whack.

Yeah, I was searching for interesting affiliate stuff and stumbled across that. You see, I’m busting my hump to try to stay off disability, and running affiliate stuff mostly over on my other sites might help. Or not. It’s worth a try though. There is a real reason the phrase “starving artist” exists, and with the economy going down the tubes, art is just not at the top of most folks’ list. My therapist says with my bipolar disorder eating my brain and my tendency to go a tad (tad?) wonky whenever I get sick (which happens pretty often having COPD), I’m a shoo-in. I’m trying to put it off as long as I can, though.  Partly misplaced pride. Partly wanting to contribute for as long as I can. But at any rate, I’m working to see what I can add to the starving artist income.  If it doesn’t work, I’m sure I’ll still be a shoo-in for disability, because I sure can’t work a regular job the way the bipolar and COPD throw me around. 

I’ve always supported myself since I got out of school and this is just humiliating to to me to be standing so close to a financial abyss and know I’m so nearly not fit at all to work. I feel so powerless to do anything about it. Ironically, I don’t have a problem with anyone else in need being on disability. Just me.  Bloody depressing. 

Anyways, I thought the iPod thing was kind of cool. The most cool thing I’ve run across so far.  Something I’d actually want to enter to win.  So I figured what the heck, toss it out and yall can do what you want with the idea.

Plus I got the chance to stick my neck out just a little and admit I’m not just a bipolar artist, but a starving one.  I’ve had a hard hard time admitting that to myself, much less anyone else. It should be easier from here on out. Right? Of course right.

Would you people just stop writing so much? LOL I can’t get around to everyone’s blog daily. Wah wah!  Actually, I’m tickled to have so much interesting stuff to read. It saves on buying books I can’t afford.

I’m fairly sure I have my mental health buds in my feed reader. I’m not sure sure I’ve gotten everyone in my links here at MigraineChow.com, though. If you notice you’re not there, let me know so I can fix it. Just lemme know in the comments.

*dances around waving arms and cheering*  The evil blurry vision has been conquered!  Woo!  O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! I have pretty much been chortling in my joy over being able to see properly again. Phew, that was a nasty side-effect, and I am so glad it’s gone. 

Since I can see again, it’s time for some eye candy.

Maybe I’ll go skipping around in fields of clover enjoying the fact that the stupid lamictal side effects are finally going away.  Hmmms. It’s fall. I doubt I can find a field of clover.  Field of colorful fall leaves maybe. No, I’m going to go DRIVE! I haven’t been able to drive in so long. Woo!