I hate Seasonal Affective Disorder

It’s been a week since the car has been at modern motors, you’d think we would have heard something, anything by now.  But no, just waiting and waiting.  Meanwhile, I get to sit here all day doing nothing.  By the way, Teresa likes driving my car when there is no traffic, my car is a stick.  She hates driving the stick in traffic but with her changed hours she has no traffic and is having a blast.  I WANT MY CAR BACK.


Last night, Danny’s game went off without a hitch.  It was a pure roleplay session.  He made my character a confused about his origins.  Which is fine, I have no clue where Aarockra (Birdmen) come from.  (And I know I misspelled Aarockra, oh well).  But he expanded that to I don’t know much of anything about my origins.  Also found out the Yuan-Ti find the Birdpeople to be totally eatable. So, needless to say, I don’t  like them.

Well, we wee offered a kingdom if 5 or 6 of us can clean out the Yuan-ti menace.  Now there potentially 1000s of Yuan-ti, and 5 or 6 of us on any given night.  This nearly gave our warlock a heart attack.  I was like a chance to beat on a lot of Yuan-ti, let me at them.

The kingdom is a nice sized hunk of land.  I don’t want any of it, but it’d be nice to have a home base.  A place to go back to and be welcomed.  The campaign is gonna take a year or more to complete and take months of in game time.  Danny has this setup, it’s all good.

OH, and for the record.  I had a lot of fun last night,


I am so tired.  I’m sleeping well at night, but still tired during the day.  Monday is gonna kill me, having to get up at 3:30 to get out of the road to Mayo in order to be there on time for first appointment.  UGH.


Still sifting thru tons of undead for my D&D game.  The monster manual has A LOT of undead in it, and I haven’t broken into Volo’s to see what it has.  But there are tons of undead in D&D.  Just gotta figure the right combo to give the party a challenge.  Shouldn’t be too hard.


I think I am beginning to suffer with Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD) again.  It has come late this year.  Normally hits in October, not end of November.  But I getting bummed for no reason. And that is what happens with SAD.  It normal makes Fall and Winter rough to get thru.  This year, we didn’t have a Fall, so that might be why SAD was late settling in.  I am depressed over nothing.   I have things I should be depressed about (Dying) but heh, I am just depressed because.  SAD is worse than bipolar in my opinion, I can’t take any anti-depressants so there is nothing that can be done about it.  So I just live thru it every Fall/Winter and go about life as best as I can.


Teresa’s Christmas present came yesterday.  AOC 31.5″ Curved Monitor.  Never had an AOC Monitor before, but the price was right.  Here’s hoping it is as nice as my Samsung.  But size wise and everything, they are basically the same monitor so that should make Teresa happy.  And that is all I want to do is make Teresa happy.


I just did a couple more entries to try to win PCH’s prize on December 21st.  7 or 8 thousand a  week.  It’s well worth trying to win in my opinion.  I am totally sure  I won’t win, but I have fun entering every day,  But wouldn’t it be a hoot if I did win?  It’s what they call a forever prize, so after I die, Teresa would get the money.  So I will continue to enter every day multiple times a day and hold out a small glimmer of hope that I win. HA HAHA


Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 49 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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