Ahh. Amazon rank high. Apartment mostly set up and feels like home. Makin' art again. Lookin' good. Feelin'...y'know, pretty good. Meds have got me nicely mellowed. I hardly ever need the anti-anxiety, except during PMS. (Sure, I sleep ten or eleven hours a day when I can, but my waking hours are productive as hell, so I'll take the trade-off.) Social life at acceptable levels to keep from going into art-hermitude. Several video games in the queue. Career opportunities on horizon.
Still not getting laid. The chemical castration effects of Effexor unfortunately seem to have gone the way of the hunger-suppression...i.e. still present, but not nearly as noticeable as they were at first.
Oh, well. Can't have everything. Life is otherwise good. Some day I'll look back on this and snicker.