My poor girlfriend. They're cutting her hours at work. They're cutting everyone's hours, but hers more than anyone else's. We both have mental illnesses, and in many respects she's higher functioning than I am, but when it comes to jobs I've had more luck keeping them than she has.
Speaking of which, I'm looking for a new job. I quit my old one, for reasons I don't want to go into right now. Actually I do want to go into them, but the words aren't coming. Maybe later. I think I'll be able to get something that pays better than my last job did. In the meantime I'm studying for the test that I know they'll give me.
On an unrelated note, I've started working out again. I want to be as strong as I used to be. And soon I will be.
Also, my pdoc started me on a higher dose of zyprexa. It's just temporary though. We'll see what happens.
And that's it for me. For today at least.
Speaking of which, I'm looking for a new job. I quit my old one, for reasons I don't want to go into right now. Actually I do want to go into them, but the words aren't coming. Maybe later. I think I'll be able to get something that pays better than my last job did. In the meantime I'm studying for the test that I know they'll give me.
On an unrelated note, I've started working out again. I want to be as strong as I used to be. And soon I will be.
Also, my pdoc started me on a higher dose of zyprexa. It's just temporary though. We'll see what happens.
And that's it for me. For today at least.