Friday, July 21, 2006

Here's a story from Internet Movie Database:

Fry: "I Nearly Committed Suicide"

V For Vendetta actor Stephen Fry's manic depression once became so bad he came close to committing suicide. In 1995, the British star was so down after quitting a West End play in London he decided to gas himself in his car, but couldn't go through with it. He says, "Eleven years ago, in the early hours of the morning, I came down from my flat in central London. I went to my garage, sealed the door with a duvet and got into my car. I sat there for at least, I think, two hours in the car, my hands on the ignition key. It was, you know, a suicide attempt, not a cry for help." Fry decided to head to Belgium instead. He adds, "I drove to the coast and took a ferry to Europe. I knew I couldn't be at home. I really believed I would never come back to England. I couldn't meet the gaze of anyone I knew. But after a week I secretly returned to England, to this hospital, and to a doctor telling me I'm bipolar. I'd never heard the word before, but for the first time, at the age of 37, I had a diagnosis that explains the massive highs and miserable lows I've lived with. There's no doubt that I do have extremes of moods that are greater than just about anybody else I know."
Here's the accompanying picture:

Someone has a twisted sense of humor.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Your Job Dissatisfaction Level is 32%

Your job is not bad, but it's probably not a long term thing.
You're just not happy enough to stick around for too long...
And there's little that can change how you feel.
Start looking around for other options, but only quit for something really good!
Should You Quit Your Job?
Pucha, ang init! I want winter to come already so I can go snowboarding and won't have to feel like I'm living in a microwave anymore.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

After two-and-a-half weeks spent in hotels and my car with NO NAME (!!!), it's nice to finally be back home.

So, I got back a little after 2 a.m. After secretly laughing at my friends for forgetting to bring their house keys therefore requiring them to climb through windows or wake their parents up to open the door for them, I realized I didn't have my clicker for the gate. I had to use the intercom to call home to get someone to open it for me. I was greeted by my parents with a kiss, talked to them a bit about the trip, and got a big hug from a half-asleep Klarisse. Mac was awake, but didn't bother to welcome me back, bastard. Anyway, we have new floors and my room is clean for now. I'm happy.

Details and comments about the trip to come. Thanks for a nice vacation, you guys. It's been awesome.