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I’m Going Crazy, Who’s With Me?
I want to start out by informing you that I am not under the effects of any medication. I probably should be, but I’m not. Weird, right? I thought so too.
Do you ever hear or see things that aren’t really there? I do, and it freaks me out all the time. It’s not uncommon at all, and even though I’ll totally troll around in the dark or even go outside in the middle of the night searching for the source of a strange noise, the darkness creeps me out too.
If I’m at home alone, I’ll hear the door close and assume the Mrs must be home. I wait. Nothing. I call out. Nothing. I walk around the house, nothing. Just me, being crazy.
I’ll walk through the living room and see the cat sitting on the chaise. Then I’ll see the same cat asleep in the laundry room. He wasn’t on the chaise at all. Nothing was. Just me, being crazy.
I’ll drive myself home, late at night, and constantly see zombies and stuff on the side of the road. I know what you’re thinking; “He pulls over and finds that it’s just trash bags”? Hell no, I don’t pull over! There’s too many zombies! Shit. What’s wrong with you?
This kind of stuff happens all the time. I usually don’t bring it up because this is the sort of thing that they would lock me up for, claiming hysteria. I’m posting this because I just know, based on The Bloggess’, post today, that some of you guys might be just as crazy.
So – noble reader(s), do you experience this kind of thing as well, or am I actually just losing my mind?
PS – If you work in medicine and have suggestions for drugs (or just the latter) please let me know. *wink*
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I’m the product of a psychiatrist and a psychiatric nurse. Umm, perhaps it’s because you are about to turn ALMOST 30 (DAMN, son, cho be AGING.) Or because you’re OCD like me. Are you being serious? Tripping on acid? A Merry Prankster?
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Maybe if you didn’t live in Dana Barret’s apartment building…
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You’re… just going crazy.
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@Jessica – Totally serious. If it was a trip I’d explain it better. Medicine ideas?
@Elly Lou – Look, it’s rent-controlled and I buy fancy dog food. You gotta do what you gotta do, until the coming of Gozer.
@Suburban Sweetheart – Thank you for the overwhelming support! *wipes brow*
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“Did ya hear ‘em?! Didn’t ya see the crowds?!!”
First thing that came to mind
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x91e3a_ren-and-stimpy-space-madness_fun
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@hazard – That’s hilarious, and possibly the root of it all. Ren & Stimpy… Wow. Hazard FTW.
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Nah, I hear shit all the time. I constantly hear footsteps in my house when nobody’s home, but this could also be my fatso cat who stomps around the house and likes to hurl himself into my door in the middle of the night. Which leads me to my next point– that cat WAS on the chaise. AND in the laundry room. Cats love to fuck with your mind. Be wary.
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KeepingYouAwake Reply:
February 23rd, 2010 at 4:37 am
I believe if my cat slammed his body into the bedroom door in the middle of the night, I’d mess the bed, the cage the cat. That’s hilarious, though.
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