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Computer has successfully been upgraded, and all my Opera settings were successfully imported. I forgot to back up my preferences from the Gimp (the open source alternative to Photoshop), though, and lost about thirteen Curves presets. Since the Gimp doesn't have anything like selective colour, I've been mainly colouring with curves recently, but perhaps I'll work on doing what I want with colour balance and colour mapping.
It's a peculiar fact that although my interpersonal irritability is tied directly to my levels of social anxiety, it seems to have nothing to do with my mood in terms of happiness or energy. More sunlight equals more energy for art projects and physical undertakings, and more contentment and all-is-right-with-the-world. Except it's more like all-is-right-with-the-world-except-for-these-fucking-people-in-it sometimes, because that's generally how I feel when my social anxiety is spiking. They say that fear leads to anger, but that sounds a little too, shall I say, melodramatic, even ridiculous, in my personal circumstances. So it's more like some sort of chemical imbalance in the brain or whatever leads to social anxiety leads to irritability leads to misanthropy leads to the Dark Side. On the plus side, I made up my mind firmly to tell the psychiatrist my medication is inadequate, and he has prescribed a change. Now there remains only to wait a couple of months and see if there's any kind of difference.
It's a peculiar fact that although my interpersonal irritability is tied directly to my levels of social anxiety, it seems to have nothing to do with my mood in terms of happiness or energy. More sunlight equals more energy for art projects and physical undertakings, and more contentment and all-is-right-with-the-world. Except it's more like all-is-right-with-the-world-except-for-these-fucking-people-in-it sometimes, because that's generally how I feel when my social anxiety is spiking. They say that fear leads to anger, but that sounds a little too, shall I say, melodramatic, even ridiculous, in my personal circumstances. So it's more like some sort of chemical imbalance in the brain or whatever leads to social anxiety leads to irritability leads to misanthropy leads to the Dark Side. On the plus side, I made up my mind firmly to tell the psychiatrist my medication is inadequate, and he has prescribed a change. Now there remains only to wait a couple of months and see if there's any kind of difference.
