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And my brain is mostly together again. At least, as together as it usually is. Which is a damned sight more so than it has been the last couple of days.

Thanks for bearing with me. And, as I've said before, if you feel it's appropriate to share memes or otherwise express sentiments that denigrate psychiatric medicine and suggest that people just need to get outdoors more, kindly fuck right off with your bullshit. Thanks! *hugs and kisses*

After sleeping for several more hours this evening, I sat on the couch and watched Donnie Darko while Danae played a game on her tablet. I haven't seen it in a long time, but then it's not really a movie I see myself sitting and watching frequently. It's solidly in one section of my taste in art though; things that seem like they ought to make some sense, but never quite all come together no matter how much you think about them. That's why I liked Douglas Adams so much growing up, I expect. I was going to watch Pontiac Moon next for something completely different, but Danae pointed out that it is bed time. She's smart.