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Sit still, brain.

Ugh. Two days without my ADHD med and I'm flipping balls, man. Like, as usual, that first day was full of sleep. I literally slept all day. But by about the second day (today), that part of the withdrawal has waned and what I'm left with is a brain on crack. Ironic, since it's just lacking its speed.

Point is I want to do things. Not a lot of things or anything terribly important, I suppose. But like, I wanna write this serious-ish blog that I've had kinda in mind since Saturday, or like workout, or stuff like that.

But my brain just won't. It's like. Oo, that's a song! Oo, my hat fits funny--off with hat!! Oo, kitty! Oo, there are tabs in my webbrowser! Oo, WTF, my slipper's on the wrong foot--or is it?! Let's find out! Oo, I miss my hat--put it back on, backwardsways!

Sigh.

Thankfully I'll have my meds again by the time I start work. So I'll be mostly normal again.

Still. Goddamnit. Goddamned ADHD.
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