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brightlotusmoonSo, I forgot to take the Trileptal on Friday night and then last night. No seizures. No auras. Not even a twitch. Hm.
Dare I say... I miss them?!
Oh, they'll be back, I'm sure. Next time I'm overstressed, overtired, overexcited, overupset, overanything. But I believe we have achieved the goal that had been set in January 2006, when I started taking Trileptal: the seizures are fully under control.
Hm. Yay!
Adam is cooking a "surprise" breakfast. He doesn't want me to see what he's making. He says it involves eggs and cream cheese and potatoes.
My dreams last night we fascinating. All about secret lesbian sex and romance, and general orgies. And the lesbians had supernatural powers, which included invisibility: A story about the daughter of an 18th century Romanian family who constantly watched her, and she was in love with the daughter of the other Romanian family that occupied the house, who had powers of invisibility and illusion-casting. So whenever they made love they became invisible, or perception was altered whenever someone checked the bedroom, to show the girls asleep in the same bed but not touching.
I smell written story.
The breakfast? A huge five egg omelette with cream cheese and home fries, split between me, Adam, and Danny. Apparently Adam wanted to recreate a popular meal from the local Hamburger Hamlet. Luckily, it tasted exactly the same.
Dare I say... I miss them?!
Oh, they'll be back, I'm sure. Next time I'm overstressed, overtired, overexcited, overupset, overanything. But I believe we have achieved the goal that had been set in January 2006, when I started taking Trileptal: the seizures are fully under control.
Hm. Yay!
Adam is cooking a "surprise" breakfast. He doesn't want me to see what he's making. He says it involves eggs and cream cheese and potatoes.
My dreams last night we fascinating. All about secret lesbian sex and romance, and general orgies. And the lesbians had supernatural powers, which included invisibility: A story about the daughter of an 18th century Romanian family who constantly watched her, and she was in love with the daughter of the other Romanian family that occupied the house, who had powers of invisibility and illusion-casting. So whenever they made love they became invisible, or perception was altered whenever someone checked the bedroom, to show the girls asleep in the same bed but not touching.
I smell written story.
The breakfast? A huge five egg omelette with cream cheese and home fries, split between me, Adam, and Danny. Apparently Adam wanted to recreate a popular meal from the local Hamburger Hamlet. Luckily, it tasted exactly the same.
