I just had a med fiasco and the doc ended up putting me on a dose of 375 mg of Effexor and taking me off of antipsycotics. I feel great, I mean great. Like I just snorted a big fat line. I'm getting everything done. Not sleeping very much. I'm sort of worried. I just applied for a credit card so I can earn bonus points. I just bought a book on investing and signed up for a scottrade account. I'm not going to do anything financial until I talk to my parents. I also think I hear someone call my name. I never had bipolar.