another night lost in the land of bad writing

still watching criminal minds though tonight i almost gave up on it altogether. apparently JJ has been written out of the show (temporarily at least), and the ending of S6E02 was so smarmy i needed insulin. OMG, JJ was the glue that held "the family" together; whatever will they do now?! hotchner got all emotional, and garcia cried. surely if they're actually family, they could manage to remain friends since they're all living in the same city, but garcia's lines detailing how they'd now be drifting apart describe the actions of people who were just friendly co-workers. the music fit the saccharin feast. *bleagh*. such a let-down after the amazing tim curry as the serial killer du jour, perfectly accompanied by leonard cohen.

good grief. factually i am wondering whether this could actually be done. can somebody be transferred from the FBI to the pentagon without their consent? would anyone actually do that? how useful is it to get somebody one wants because of their abilities, who is hostile to the transfer? i am in general not happy with how this show portrays management above the unit chief -- section chief erin strauss is a contemptible bitch with no redeeming qualities, and most anything coming down from above seems designed to handicap the team. now, i've dealt with plenty of bad management, and the sorry grist mills bureaucracy often deteriorates into, but it was never THIS bad. so this strikes me as more unrealistic than much of the supernatural "profiling" these guys do.

the writing was very uneven for the mini-arc of the S5 season finale and S6E01. ( this might be a bit spoilery, so i am cutting it )

if i were more anal i would analyze the show's writers so i could see whether there's any correlation with my liking an episode, but nah -- i'm gonna take a break from it, and watch the shield next instead.

on the health front

thanks to the paramour making the initial call, i have a new doctor, who seems actually willing to take the depression seriously (as compared to the previous two).

over the last 6 months i've mostly fallen off the wagon of healthier living. been off meds, and my blood pressure is back in the sky-high region. *sigh*. there's just no dealing with the depression without meds; "natural" remedies are a complete failure. if left to nature, i withdraw more and more until i live in a tiny, safe bubble, without hearing about anything bad (because i don't read news or people's blogs and journals, or talk to anyone but my partners). it's not so bad in that bubble, honestly. it beats fighting each and every day. it's quiet, and i get a lot of knitting done. but i have partners who want me to be more life-like, so here's me crawling out again.

i am on wellbutrin XL now, and on coversyl+ instead of micardis+. without the metoprolol, the blood pressure isn't going down a whole lot though, so when i see the doc again next friday we'll have to talk about that (metoprolol and wellbutrin are contraindicated).

i'm not getting my hopes up about the wellbutrin, but it is a different anti-depressant than the previous ones that failed me, so maybe... so far i am not noticing anything much other than a feeling that my entire body is wibbling, and my heart beats out of turn occasionally -- the latter predates the wellbutrin though. palpitations, agitation and tremor are known, common side effects. heck, it beats the constant nausea i used to get from paxil during ramp-up. maybe. the wibbling could become annoying. we'll see.

my sleep schedule is eccentric, and the good doc was (rightly) concerned with that. i don't know that i will want to take medication for that though. tomorrow (later today) is a fibre show in duncan; i hope i can manage to drag myself down there.