AdSense Nonsense?

Or maybe not....

Not sure what it is about my blog that makes Google think I need a "rest". And by "rest" I mean that the men in the white coats are going to forcibly take me away where i will be locked in a small padded room - where they'll take my shoe laces and I'm only allowed play-dough and edible paint....and I'll have to wear those drafty hospital gowns that always have that funny smell and a really hideous pattern.

The ads (that image is just way too small) are for Brookhaven Retreat which is described as a place for "residential mood disorder treatment" while the other ad seems to think I need to "Raise Your Serotonin"....hmmmmm.....

On the bright side maybe they'll give me chocolate pudding and take me for walks....

-p[ (my plush liver just fell off my monitor stand and typed that for you)....

Now that I think about it maybe those ads aren't so much for me, as they are for YOU for reading all this crap (or carp as I keep typing today. the typos are killing me).

I need more sleep.

Playing for me today:

I am officially nuts...

So with everything going on in this new life i came to a realization. i don't want to major in business. i hate business. i hate everything to do with business. lol. i don't care about financial records or P & L statements. i like computers and the internet and geekery. i am a geek - or at least a wannabe geek. lol.

i contacted my adviser and i'm changing majors. Or at least i think i am. i have to wait to hear back from the department chair - i had a couple of questions for him. He will be the determining factor in my change of majors. in a way. So i will be, hopefully getting a masters in information technology...what a relief...i couldn't take any more of this bs. This class really pushed me over the edge and while i'll lose the credit and push my graduation back by 6 weeks, i think it's the right move to make!

This new state of being has really helped free my mind of all the junk and really examine things. It's wonderful. :)

.....crazy....

maybe i am crazy. who knows. who cares. music that usually soothes just irritates. i cant sit still but i dont want to move. fingers type words, mouth creates words. meaningless words. all these damn words. words i dont understand. words. i dont even know what they mean. or why ive said them. it doesnt matter. none of it matters. i wish i could be ejected into space. i would love to float weightless. no impact. i would revel in the nothingness. all this stuff is around me. crowding me. wanting things from me. a response. a feeling. something. like waving a gnat off. i slap at the words. i want them to stop. or go. i dont know which. im on the verge of tears at all times. the slightest change in pressure and im broken. and none of it does any good. my words are useless. i am ineffective........sigh.........