Creature of habit

This is probably just Part One of my habits:
I lock doors immediatly after entering my house, I put off laundry, I always seem to leave five minutes later than desired, I have the same ritual before i go to bed every night...blablabla...but...
I make a habit of forgetting these little important things. Like taking my new Axert migrane medication instead of Ibprofen when the headache is around. I have had it for months now, and in between then and now I've had several migranes. They've never made me dizzy, but its not good when i have to wear sunglasses at night. You would think i would try to conquer this thing by keeping the good stuff with me at all times...ready to kick migrane ass. Instead I think "ibprofen" for everything. I cant get past it. Eh, well i realize that i forget things all the time. Its a fight everyday. I feel like i have youth alzheimers...hm...maybe ADD. I'll be doing something, and in the process i forget what im doing. Then i sit there for a minute thinking hard (maybe thats why im getting more and more migranes :P ). Most of the time I'm pretty sure im just distracted by something else...a sound...an idea...something shiney...but other times...i think I'm accidentaly hitting the delete key in my brain and i have to go in and figure out how to recover. Also i tend to mix days up. I'll remember something that happend earlier in the day, and then after thinking about it for awhile, i realize it didnt happen that day, it happend anywhere from a day ago to a week ago...sometimes...its even from a dream. hehe...yes i have very very vivid dreams. If you are the least bit curious about my dreams go to http://roof-dweller.livejournal.com I think its my 3rd entry.

I also think too hard when i shouldnt. I had a migrane while i tried to post some things on moogle. Its not fun to analyze poetry when under the influence of a migrane. I became gradually more pessimistic about "Hymn to Intellectual Beauty." At first i pretty much was on the same page with everyone else in the class: beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But about the 4th readthrough, i thought the author was describing physical beauty and then the words took on a sarcastic form for me. I thought the poem wasnt at all about Intellectual Beauty but it was taking a stab on physical beauty, and named the title "Hymn to Intellectual Beauty" to spite it. I read the damn thing with a sarcastic and pissed off attitude in my mind about that 4th time through. Then I took Ibprofen, ate dinner...the whole time refusing to think about the poem...or anything. So i reread it later, no longer calling it "the damn thing" and I became comfortable with analyzing it. I chose not to think so hard again. I answered the question how I thought adaquate at the time, and any thoughts on it later I'll just keep to myself. I tend to change my viewpoint, i flipflop because i think too hard, and often i can add onto a viewpoint exponentially...so i dont want to confuse anyone who reads my posts, or make them read an entire novel of my opinions...EVENTUALLY in time, I will have more of an absolute opinion.

Lessons learned:
Take Axert
Dont think too hard
Dont think under the influence of a migrane
Probably shouldnt drive at night under the influence of a migrane on that note.
Alzheimers is spelled just so.
Look in to Ginko Biloba...and coffee
Do not drink fruitpunch Crystal Light while laying on your white comforter.