Today I got the first two doses of the PRN Risperdal. Med nurse was pretty insistent on trying it repeatedly. I had intense cramps this morning, and it's day 107 of a non-cyclical cycle that varies from 19 days to three+ years, so maybe that drop of the devil's blood in me will come out soon and I'll feel exorcised. I don't know. Are periods supposed to make you think

I keep calling important people and getting calls back, but my phone doesn't let me know, so I can't answer. I can't figure out what setting I have that's doing that, and I'm kinda convinced fate's forcing me to be unemployed and without my own space forever. I've been playing phone tag with voc rehab and my hopefully future landlord for over a month now. I don't know. Maybe I'm hallucinating these calls.