HURTING LIKE ARGH!!!!!!!    OK, lots to tell.....which should I tell first? The MIRAPEX stuff (BOY AM I NASTY IN THOSE THINGS!  Like Arnold Swartzenheger on speed & steriods!) ROFLOL or the 9yr old son incident?OK first let's go with the 9 yrs old son's science camp thing.  I think the over all experiment was to see how long a 9 yr old boy could wear the same clothes even tho he has clothing packed for 5 days.  GAG! ROFLOL  Second experiment was getting his things on the WRONG van FRIDAY where they ended up in the next town and remained in the wet black trash bag until MONDAY.  Yes, the black bag growled snarled, moved under it's own power and REEKED!  However, me, I took the upper hand as this is not the 1st son I've sent to camp and knew how that sunlight, detergent with bleach as well and HIGH HEAT from a dryer will kill the "experiment."  ROFLOL  Now, get this, when I asked my lovely child, why didn't you wear all the extra underwear, socks, clothes, etc.  (Thank God he's not like Paris Hilton and prefers bad underwear to NONE! ROFLOL) he said they didn't give them time.  OK.......didn't buy that but whatever.  He's home, disinfected, scoured down and all CLEAN. Yes, he survived, the sleeping bag is ok after several hours in the sunshine and being flipped for adequate exposure.  OH MY GOSH THO......ROFLOL Why do the adults who run the camp send a list of what to pack when THEY THE ADULTS don't tell the small frys to CHANGE daily? ROFLOL NOW TO THE MIRAPEX SAGA ---- Per Carol, I left off the stuff 1 nite to avoid the nightmares as in these dreams I become AMAZON woman who has a sailor's mouth and totally opposite of my real self.  You know like in the movie "HULK"?  ROFLOL  OK, so last nite, took the Mirapex, ended up in some big fancy board meeting (nice desk!) in LOUISIANNA (why there who knows!) with all these hot shots and I was traveling with MATT LAUR, and 2 other gals.  Matt had a nice pad & pen given him to use and I a corner of a piece of paper and pen.  WRONG thing to do but I kept quiet.  Then they start talking about IRAQ and this woman in front of me starting flapping her trap nastily and I LOSE IT ON HER.  I was trying to ask an intelligent question and she kept interrupting me. I SLAM MY FISTS on the desk and go nose to nose with her and tell her to sit down shut up and listen all the while noticing that she has a tongue piercing and a piercing in the roof of her mouth! ROFLOL  Boy do I do details or what?  ROFLOL  I told her flat out that she was RUDE that even that idiot inbreds know it is RUDE to interrupt people when they are trying to talk so she needs to sit down, shut up and QUIT BEING RUDE!  She did and all the while I could see the traffic below on the thorough-fare thinking how the heck am I gonna drive the communte to here and in that traffic.  Matt Laur just sat there, and the other girl did too as they figured I was going commando on everyone that didn't just shut up and listen to my theories on how to settle this Iraq War mess. ROFLOL   Yes, the woman did shut up and I solved the Iraq War.  I'm sure that my findings and brilliant ideas just haven't been typed up from Matt Laur's notes and made the news. ROFLOLNow, what on earth does this mean?  Am I secretly biting my tongue and WANTING to go off on society at large? ROFLOL  Or is this just some really good meds causing me to suffer with ADHD as I am noticing everything and making mental notes of it at the same time?  Talk about muti-tasking.  Hugs & love to all........