pharmafun

My doctors decided to do something about my anger and trade in the Klonipan for Xanax.

Problem is, insurance won't cover it because they think I'll be taking both at the same time.

The only time, in fact, that I feel compelled to take both (with a chaser of Gin), is when I have to deal with insurance companies who feel that despite my doctor's requests, THEY know exactly which meds and doses I should be on.

It will probably be resolved with a letter or two, but the insurance company wasn't open on the weekend to fight with, so it will have to wait until the beginning of next week.

Saw HP5 and Transformers double feature at the drive-in last night. Wasn't impressed with HP5 on that screen. Transformers, as bad/corny as it is, was loved by both wifey and myself.

Johnathan fell asleep before it started, but I'm sure he would have loved it - cars/robots/explosions. . . yada.

We looked at a house this morning, which I loved, saw potential, and saw it as a very good alternative to what we have now. Steph has been against it from the start, but grudgingly agreed to go see it. I could tell while we were walking through she didn't like it, and she had a bad attitude about it. So we fought about it later. It pissed me off that she completely closed off to the possibility, but oh well. It just means we're going to have to find someone to take our cats for a little longer while WE LIVE AT MY FUCKING PARENTS HOUSE FOR A NOW-INDETERMINATE LENGTH OF TIME.

Yeah. . . about that Xanax.