Wednesday, September 15, 2010

"I love Jesus...But I Drink A Little"

Okay....nothing exciting has happened around here so I just thought I'd let you know what's on my mind and share a little laughter. For labor day we visited our VERY good friend, Megan, in OKC. We did lots of fun stuff but on Monday (actual labor day) we visited the OC campus since they don't celebrate labor day. It was SO NICE being back. All sorts of memories came flooding in. We didn't recognize many students, but we got to chit-chat with lots of former professors. Super fun. BUT ANY WAY! It got me thinking about how much I miss it there! But, recently, a few things have stuck out in my mind. First off, I miss all the friends I made there and I wish I spent more time with them than my books. Second, I rrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllllllllyyyyyy miss the independence we had. Our loans weren't in repayment yet, all we had were silly little bills, and more importantly, WE HAD OUR OWN PLACE! Oh, how I miss it. And finally, I miss one tv show. I know what you're thinking "tv show...really? Like you can't watch tv in Arkansas?" I can, BUT the show I always watched was Ellen. I never had an early morning class and Ellen came on at 9:00am. So of course, that's what I set my alarm to and I turned the tv on first thing. She is so funny and uplifting! Love her. Well, Ellen comes on tv at different times in every state. Just so happens it comes on at 3:00pm here in Arkansas. And it also just so happens that that's the exact time I work. Of all the luck. And to top it off, Arkansas doesn't even show new episodes. So if I were to ever get a chance to watch, it'd probably be an episode I already saw. Which, that's okay, I guess. So, to wrap this up, I'll leave you with one of my favorite Ellen moments.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Misophonia

People...this is HUGE!!!! All of my life I have been annoyed at the silliest things...mainly noises. I thought I was just easily annoyed. But it's becoming more and more of a problem as I get older. I don't know what prompted me to do this, but I looked it up. I simply typed "irritating noises" and I read blog after blog of people experiencing THE EXACT same thing I was. I was in shock. Turns out, I'm not easily irritated (I'm sure Scotty could argue that) but I have MISOPHONIA!!! Holy cow. There is actually a name for it!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Misophonia
I know wiki isn't the most reliable source but it provides a good summary. It started when I was pretty young. I simply got super annoyed at my mom chewing/popping her gum. I constantly was nagging her about it and eventually she just wouldn't chew in front of me. As I've gotten older it has gotten worse. It's not just gum chewing, it's ANY noise made with your mouth, the "clicking" of a mouse, keyboard typing, clanking spoons/forks on plates and bowls, ceiling fans, etc. Those are the ones that really enrage me. But there's a lot more. This will help all my old college roommates. LOL (mainly Megan) The thing of it is, it's not just an annoyance, it's rage. I've never acted out in rage, but I've come close. I raised my voice at my dad once. TOTALLY made a fool of myself, but I was so mad I lost control of myself. I mean....pure rage. I have felt so guilty for saying things to my family that I will just leave the room till they are done eating or playing on the computer but that really cuts into my quality time. Some of you may be reading this and thinking "what a ding-bat" but I promise this is real!!! If you are around me and start making those noises, you will see an immediate characteristic change. I probably won't say anything to you because I don't want to be rude...but know, I'm picturing myself punching you in the face.
I'm still reading and doing a lot of research about it, but as far as I've seen, there isn't any treatment. Maybe someday, when I have money, I'll seek professional help (that's really funny to say). So in the mean time I'll invest in some really good ear plugs and just deal with it like I have been for 23 years. I am SO relieved that there is actually a name and there are others (very few) out there in the world who suffer from the same thing.
Special note: I haven't been diagnosed by a professional, I have definitely self-diagnosed. But there is NO DOUBT in my mind that this is what I suffer from...and I'm sure Scotty and my college roommates would agree.