Proof I am on half my medication:
1. I was yelling at Gary in the car today and he yelled back, "I CAN TELL YOU ARE ONLY TAKING HALF YOUR MEDICATION."
2. I had a sexy dream. Almost. Only went as far as kissing. Archetypal male figures in dream involved in kissing: BNL circa 2000. Clearly the body doesn't want to adjust by throwing new male figures at me. Or I have a lesion in my BNL lobe.
3. Blinked back a tear today at the DaVinci exhibit. Evidently DaVinci invented the use of multiple pulleys (and helicopters and guitar strings and revolving doors and I don't know what all). Mom loved pulleys. Sniff.
4. Only ate half of my triple scattered smothered chunked and country hash browns at Waffle House. Country? WITH sausage gravy on top. Only served at select Waffle Houses.