Christ, I am fucking TIRED. This new medication I am on, Lamictal, is taken in gradual doses. You start at 25 mgs a day and culminate at 100. I just started the 100s yesterday and it seems to be making me reeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllyyyyyyyyyyyyyy tired. I'm tired when I wake up; tired when I'm at the gym; tired after I've had my two Diet Snapples; tired, tired, tired.

Luckily I go to the head shrinker tomorrow, and he will be able to tell me if that is one of the side-effects. And then he can give me more drugs. Drugs are good; don't believe the hype.

I also get my Botox fill tomorrow, before I take off again for Miami. I am also having a glycolic peel, which I have never had before and I hear can hurt. But as I've said before, beauty is pain, my friends.

Have I mentioned how tired I am? I am getting in bed to read. Cause I'm. Fucking. Tired.

I think the asshat is now reading this blog, as my readership in Chicago has suddenly spiked.

Is that you asshat?

If so, I hope you are still on the wagon and on the road to recovery, even though you treated me like shit on a stick.