The Return To Innocence

Well, I think Heroes is still awesome.

"Best. Day. Ever."

Milo and Adrian talk about the season premiere -- Don't click if you haven't seen the Heroes season premiere. (But if you have... dude, it's like Darth Vader, but neutral and female and twisty and the offspring is also neutral and twisty.)

I was right about the lasting effects of the Soma. I woke up this morning feeling almost normal. Since Doctor Carolyn and I talked at length and she approves of my twice-weekly method, I am pleased with this result and will continue. Besides, I'm not in it for the ecstatic high, which only lasts a couple of hours. And yes, that brief ecstatic high does let me feel awesome enough to be able to experience sex, food, emotion, physical movement, and sensation as if they were all the most incredible things in the universe (my husband enjoys this very much, ha ha). But once it fades, I'm honestly relieved. It can be extremely distracting and bothersome to be caught in a constant, surging euphoric wave (no, seriously). But good thing, the analgesic and muscle relaxing parts of the drug's effects last well past the point where they should have faded. Which means I don't even have to think about taking another pill for several days. I like this. At the moment, I feel better than I have in a long, long time.

Let me repeat that: I feel better than I have in a long, long time.

In the meantime, the Ashwagandha and Gotu Kola supplements keep my brain in a good, happy, dampened euphoric state that I can easily function with. Note for azhure - ashwagandha and gotu kola might help you in the mornings.

When I got home, Adam taught me to make egg noodles from scratch. I had so much fun I was laughing like a little girl.

Due to intense pain, we both took a Soma. I had refilled the prescription today. After a long long talk with my doctor, we upgraded to 350 mg, since I don't take the drug more than two times a week at this point, if that. The higher dose doesn't have any adverse effects, and the intense muscle relaxation and pain relief last for a couple of days, which means I don't even need or want to take the drug more than necessary. Oh, yes, and I have found that the drug not only puts me back in control of my body, but it makes my libido skyrocket, it causes my taste buds to explode, it causes every touch to reverberate through my body like pure energy. Now, here's the other, very important thing: I do not want to feel like that constantly. It's much too distracting. Two times a week, but no more than that. I can't do more than that and honestly don't want to.
(This is to reassure those who worry. I feel I am repeating myself here, but I know there are legitimate concerns, so yeah.)

Watching "Heroes" now, of course. YAY HEROES.

This season was much too short.

( Spoilers, of course )

Spoilers, of course...

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Heroes Season 2 episode 3, "The Kindness Of Strangers".

Not much to say, except: "Eeep!" and "Huh?" and "What?!" and "Woah..."

Spoilers ahead:
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The premiere of Season Two of my favorite TV series was on last night.
Holy shit.
Words fail.
I swear, they're going to kill me with this waiting and suspense thing. I hate having to wait until next week.

I don't think I have ever loved a show more. Except Firefly. And Buffy. But even then, not as much. Not at this level.

Part of me thinks it's because for my entire life, I've had recurring and serial dreams where I had superhuman powers. Not because I wanted to be better or different, but because I wanted something better and simpler than the slightly damaged and broken body I already had. I wanted my brain to be stronger than my body. I wanted telekinesis and pyrokinesis and electrokinesis and biokinesis and everythingkinesis and all the other -kinesis powers. I wanted to fly. I wanted to create psychic shields and force fields. I wanted to step into other dimensions and astral planes. I wanted to be able to heal with just my hands and mind. I wanted to run fast and strong and feel free. I wanted telepathy and telempathy, so I knew how people would react when I did or said something. I wanted to not be so shy or awkward or socially inept.
I guess I wanted to be someone like Jean Grey from The X-Men. Not so much a Hero, just someone with a little extra. Something to release me from the confusion that was my body. Something that helped me feel confident, so I could talk to my peers easily, not feel so ashamed, not feel so scared. Not feel like I was tumbling down and down every time I tried to get involved with the world.
I wanted to have control over something.
(And therein lies some of the seed of anorexia nervosa, but that's another story.)
So, instead, harnessing my gifts as a writer, I wrote stories. Science fiction stories and fantasy stories. And all my characters had superhuman powers. They were flawed and human and imperfect, but they had those powers.
Guess why.

And then, this television show comes along, and with every episode that I watch, I get chills and surges of emotion.

They can say what they will about that show -- the naysayers, the detractors, the negative reviewers. I have my reasons for loving it, the concept and the stories and the characters.
My reasons.

That's all.

Thanks for listening.

http://heroeswiki.com/Spoiler:How_to_Stop_an_Exploding_Man
Dude. Check out all the rumors and theories.
I have no idea what will happen, but I will say that I have not been this excited about a television show since, well, ever. Not even "Buffy" or "Firefly" got me this insanely giddy.

OMIGODS.
OMIGODS.
OMIGODS.
OMIGODS.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!


( Spoilers for 'The Hard Part' )
Next episode is called "Landslide". According to its previews, Hiro's father is also a Hero. And Sylar will eat someone else's brain -- an important someone.

*bounces*