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I woke up today at 2 p.m., and by five o'clock I am so exhausted that I can barely see straight. I know why, of course, but that doesn't make it any less upsetting. My doctor upped the dosage on my painkillers, so the next couple of days will probably be full of fatigue. This should be the last time we have to up it, so hopefully this is the last time in a long time I have to get used to a new medicine. Last semester I was the Tegretol, and this summer it's the antidepressant. My goal is not to be diagnosed with anything else next semester.

Sometimes I hate it. Yesterday Maddo, Trevor, andKiyomi came up to Tacoma to tour and visit the apartment. I was exhausted the entire time are hanging out, and when I got back home I collapsed and took a long nap. Got up for two more hours to have dinner and watch 300 with Matt, then it was back to bed until I woke up this afternoon. I started work on my massive list of things I need to get done, and by the time I was halfway through it, I felt tired in my bones.

At least I know that the medicine helps. I can type for longer periods of time, though not long enough to write a long blog post or a paper. Unfortunately, I still can't write. The time it takes to sign my name leaves me grimacing in pain. Tomorrow I am e-mailing the Center for Writing and Learning at my university to request a note taker for next semester. I don't know what I will do in classes if I can't write or type. I have a feeling just sitting there will quickly grow it excruciatingly boring, but there's nothing else I can do.

All right, I've given in. I'm going to go nap, and then play with the rats. (Oh, I've had a lot of you asking -- ST Strange is fine, he is just at Sarah's for the summer.)