Thank god for that...

Payday finally arrived. Yay! I am now solvent and able to buy groceries and pay my Dexcon fee. And not a moment too soon, since food was a bit on the skimpy side yesterday.

Also, as much as I love my meds for the stablising effect they have on my brainmeats, I'm not fond of the dreams. Last night's effort about being a runaway teenager taken in by a sociopathic serial killer in the mode of Dexter, as a test for his two young serial-killers-in-training was a little more epic than is good for extended rest. *wry*