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Monthly Archives: April 2008

Serious oops

I have a medication horror story. I figured out last week that I’ve been taking twice my prescribed dose of my antidepressant, Cymbalta.
Here’s how it happened:
I was prescribed 60mg/day for depression. (I started taking Cymbalta because I was switching from Effexor, which had stopped working). I was taking 60mg Cymbalta capsules.
My psychiatrist [...]

the animal fair

One of my flickr contacts, Mary Hockenbery, posted this photo of a girl and an elephant from a small traveling circus in New Mexico.

I can’t stop staring at it. It’s haunting. It fills me with sadness.
I remembered I drew a little sketch last month inspired by that old nursery rhyme/song about the animal [...]

cat and scone

I’ve been going through old sketchbooks and I found these little drawings of Newps eating a scone. Sketching cats is tricky. They’re fast and obstinate. The only time they hold still for you is when they’re doing something uninteresting like sleeping in a loaf shape.

The last line reads, “a significant amount of [...]

Newpimp waits for a call

One day Newpimp was hanging out on my desk and he decided to use the phone as a pillow. He cracks me up. That’s all I have to say about this photo.

Newps, 2007

Hair

When I was a teenager, I had long beautiful hair. I had worn it back for years, but I realized at some point that it looked pretty down, and so I started to wear it this way. I dyed it a subtle red color. Right around this time, my stepmother decided it [...]

e-overwhelm

Here be a funny excerpt from a book I finished reading a couple weeks ago, The Book of Dahlia, by Elisa Albert, in which the narrator contemplates her career:

Fine. So what sort of occupation wouldn’t make her want to fucking kill herself every single godforsaken day? Law school sounded like a freaking curse; [...]

a program of passwords

Today in the Literature, Arts, and Medicine Blog, Madge McKeithen writes,

I imagine a doctor and a patient facing a tough situation, a diagnosis difficult to deliver or to make. I imagine neither of them wanting to be in that conversation. What poem might each hold (figuratively or literally)? What one between them? Many come to [...]