Barncats in Ellensburg

Last night Dave, my Mom, Chloe and I went to Ellensburg to watch Camille cheer at cheerleading camp. It was fun although really hot, and a long time to sit on bleachers. She was obviously the cutest one there and the squad did a good job on their cheer and dance. 17 cheerleaders is a lot. Maybe too many.

Other than that I'm really emotional and insanely crabby now that I'm not on any anti-depressants. I've tried them all and I get the weirdest, most obscure side effects (hair loss and itching, anyone?) from each of them, so I'm not sure what to do next. They say exercise is good for depressed people, however one would have to actually be MOTIVATED to get out and exercise. Motivation is the antithesis of depression, so I don't see me taking a jog (or doing much of anything, frankly) any time soon. As my mom has pointed out, I'd rather wallow in self-pity than do anything about this. Also a symptom of depression... It's a downward spiral on all counts.

Just guessing, but I doubt anyone wants to read my increasingly negative thoughts so I'll try to be in a manic phase when I write tomorrow. Hysterical is my new middle name.