It's been awhile.

Do you ever have times when you seem to see things around you and about yourself most clearly? I feel like I'm making progress.

I miss having friends sometimes, but for the most part I'm content focusing on school. Taking 12 hours is nice.

I miss the old xanga. I miss the old facebook. I miss the old us.

There is so much I want to say...

I have a hard time remembering details to past events. It drives me crazy, so I avoid thinking about them, which makes me forget more.

My roommate found a baby squirrel on Friday after the storm blew down the tree that he lived in. I bet he had siblings, but no others were found.

We bought some formula and keep his bed warm with water bottles and he is doing quite well. He is absolutely adorable. We have named him Marcuccio Burrito.

We're afraid he might be paralyzed, but the rehabilitator that I talked to today said there's a chance that it's temporary. There might just be some swelling that is putting pressure on his spine. If he is permanently paralyzed, they will have to euthanize him.

The lady said that she needed to call around to find a volunteer to take him because they are full. So, I guess we'll have him for another day or two.

UPDATE: Marcuccio went to his new home today. They told me that they would keep me updated on his progress. I wanted to keep him, but there was no way.

A few years ago, I went to the doctor because I was getting headaches almost daily. He recommended prozac because he thought that stress was a main perpetrator. I know for a fact that I get headaches due to stress, so I went along with it. I didn't know the risks of taking prozac when you weren't depressed. My serotonin receptors are just fine, thank you very much. After being on them for six months, I became depressed and suicidal. It took three months to clean out my system. My awful GPA that resulted from that semester still haunts me on resumes and grad school applications.

But here's the interesting part: it did reduce the amount of headaches I got, but the severity increased. During the time I was on prozac, I began getting "ice pick headaches," which I discovered are worse than the migraines. Honestly, the first time it happened, I was terrified; I thought I was having an aneurysm.

An ice pick headache causes excruciating pain that only lasts 5 - 30 seconds, but can occur sporadically throughout a time period. For me, it ranged from having a couple episodes a day to having 10 in half an hour. The were difficult to predict and advil didn't help. And after they went away, it would feel like sore, like somebody had jabbed me with the end of a baseball bat into my temple (where the stabbing pain had occurred.)

Two nights ago, I experienced a series of these ice pick headaches. (Technically, each short, stabbing episode is a headache in and of itself.) It was the first time I've had one of those in a year or more. I wonder why I get so many headaches. I hope to find out someday.