Complementary therapies I take in addition to my
medication:
GNC Triple
Strength Fish Oil
$19.99
Serving Size: 1 Softgel Servings Per Container: 60
Calories: 15 Total Fat: 1.5g
EPA: 647mg DHA: 253mg
GNC Mega Men Sport Multi-Vitamins
(Bonus Size)
$34.99
Other Cool Stuff:
Tablet/Pill Splitter
$5.99
GoFit Yoga Mat
$24.99
Homedics LCD Digital Scale $39.99
Attention:
This
website is probably more suitable for people whom are 18
years of age or older. I use vulgarity from time to time,
and I sometimes talk about things that are generally
inappropriate. Sorry you 1st graders. Beat it.
It would be weird if I wasn't
really bipolar and that all of my moody and irritable states
were actually caused by these conversations I am having in
my head in which I lose imaginary arguments and suffer from
embarrassment and thus actual frustration. I swear, I don't
know if my condition is schizophrenia though. Now that I
think about it, it would be funny if some psychiatrist found
my webpage, read through all of it, then emailed me telling
me their opinion of my diagnosis based on all my writings.
Talk about a free first appointment : ). But back to my
diagnosis, whether it be bipolar, schizophrenia, or
schizoaffective, I am not too worried. My symptoms won't
change, just my diagnosis. Unless of course my meds changed
as a result of a diagnosis change and then maybe my symptoms
would change from the improving symptoms possibility. I
think part of the problem with mental illness stigma is that
mentally ill people, including myself, perceive the stigma
to be worse than it actually is on account of our illnesses
making us perceive things in a horrible way. Like, I think
I've felt myself as the victim of being confused by people
intentionally in order for them to amuse each other, but no
one has ever invited me to their house only to laugh at me
through the window as I find a note on their door that says,
"No Schizos Allowed!" Unfortunately, for some reason I
perceive things to be like that in these strange made-up
scenarios in my head. And on top of that, I am probably
already a fragile person. So basically, in addition to
becoming frustrated all the time, I am an easily frustrated
person. It's cool though : ). Actually, it's not. I am just
saying it's cool to right and look like I can ignore it,
which I can't. I can't ignore anything. I get by though
through my own regimen; it's called "one day at a
time...with the help of meds...and no pants?" Meds really do
help me get by a great deal. I'm always scared that all of
these people who claim "they know someone who hated their
experience with meds and now have found hope through not
taking meds" er stuff like that, are going to get meds
pulled from existence leaving me absolutely hopeless for the
rest of my life. And despite all of my negative thinking,
deep down inside I truly believe I have a heart of gold. I
am just not capable of putting it to great uses yet until my
screwy brain decides to start helping. Form a team you two
dammit. Then again, I did create this website which is
"incredible, helpful, a kind act on my part, yada yada yada"
according to almost everyone who visits it. I am basing this
on all the fan mail I have been getting lately. Gotta love
fan mail. It sure beats hate mail that's for darn tootin'.
Okay, I am going to end this post on a high note or should I
say...on a high quote?...
"So don't let the world bring you down, not everyone here is
that f*cked up and cold." - some Incubus song from at least
5 years ago.
Hopefully those rockers were onto somethin' er other.
Wednesday
July, 25 2007
5:36 PM
I hope I'm not passed out when we land on Mars.
Yep, I hope I'm not passed out
when we land on Mars. That was the name of my backyard
football team's secret play which always resulted in a
touchdown, as well as a team celebration where we all got
wasted. Yep, that was the day. I don't know what the hell
I'm talking about. I haven't even drank in 15 days actually.
I wish this non-drinking binge would result in rapid weight
loss like I anticipated it would. It's not. Oh well. Shuck off.
I've seen some of the shows my nephews and niece watch and
this one shuckin' scares me...
"LAZY TOWN"
Though I must
admit that if I were a 12 year old boy, I sure would dig
that chick with the pink hair. Oh wait, I'm a 22 year old
boy and I already have a strong attraction towards her.
Well, maybe not. I don't know. I don't know anything
anymore. I know this though, if that kid in the front with
the lolli pop is lookin' for a punch in the face, he's found
one. Stay away from my girl ya stupid "Z." Yea right, the
guy with the mustache probably already beat me to the girl
with the pink hair. Being a pedophile is acceptable in "Lazy
Town" I should point out. But only because there is only one
young girl in Lazy Town and she is a 12 year old babe with
pink hair whom everybody digs so it kinda seems acceptable.
Maybe that's wrong of me to say. A lot of things probably
are, though I must point out that I don't truly know because
like I said, I don't know anything. To be honest, I've never
been certain about anything having to do with my
personality, ever. I only know that 1 + 1 = 2. But hey,
that's just me maybe. Maybe I should move to Lazy Town.
Ha...wish I could. Or maybe?...I'm already there...
Blah. Time to stop being depressed Zack. How? I think this
calls for the play titled, "I hope I'm not wasted when we
land on Mars." Hell, it works a lot better than the
opponents play titled, "Zack passed out before that USC-Texas
Championship game was over. What a bum..." in which the
opponent is the one whom always scores a touchdown.
Sunday
July, 22 2007
7:25 PM
Digital fun.
Look at my Young
Shepherd in deep thought. What's she thinkin'
about?...
Young Shepherd
and Uncle Chubby Beagle found chillin' in my cool laundry
room on a sizzlin' hot July day...
This is my pal
and 5 year old nephew Dakota whom I believe should be doing
Kraft Macaroni and Cheese commercials on account of his good
looks. Me, on the other hand, I do peanut butter
commercials...
"I went to the
market and the giant bucket of peanut butter caught my
attention because it was so much bigger than my normal jar
of peanut butter...and my penis." But really, that thing
could feed an elephant. It's kind of like one of those giant
novelty items from the old TV show Supermarket Sweep.
Saturday
July, 21 2007
10:56 PM
It's an emergency...we've got a situation developing...somebody get down
here now!!!!!!
No, really, this post might help people who take Lamictal.
Dude...my modem...faster than Curtis Granderson...
Okay, I started to develop a
rash on my left wrist last week which was almost definitely
caused by the psychiatric med I take called Lamictal. Some
of you hooligans may be familiar with it. Don't worry though
about the severity of my rash, it's not "thee rash", and
since I stopped taking Lamictal when I noticed the rash it
started to go away. Hooray. Anyway, here is what the rash
looked like.
Though it
appears just to be about 6 or 7 small mosquito bites right
next each other, it actually is a precursor to a potentially
serious rash caused from the med Lamictal. A Lamictal rash
should always be taken seriously. Since the day I noticed
the rash six days ago, I talked to my psychiatrist and
showed her my rashified wrist and she told me to quit taking
Lamictal so that is what I did. Today (six days later) the
rash is almost completely gone, and all will be well soon I
anticipate. However, I probably won't be taking Lamictal
anymore, which really is too bad considering how much the
med helped me for about a year and a half. But hey, ya know,
that's the thing with these crazy meds, one minute they save
your life, then boom, a year and a half later you have a
small rash on your wrist. Haha. All I gotta say though is at
least this rash didn't spread to my penis. If that were the
case I would have had to itch my penis all day and everyone
would have thought I was masturbating.
Me: No, I got a wicked rash down there. I
swear. Some woman trying to read her newspaper without being
interrupted: I don't care, quit it. Me:
But ma'am, my penis itches to smithereens...Wait, what I
meant to say is, if ya take Lamictal look out for rashes
before you're all rashy :( The woman: Whatever, you're grossin' me out..
Sunday
July, 15 2007
11:23 PM
So very frustrated.
When is a scientist whom works
for a pharmaceutical drug company just going to say, "I'm
developing a cure for mental illness. No more f*ckin'
around. It's go time." When? Right now I am offering a $100
reward to anyone who develops a cure for mental illness.
I'll sleep with them too :) Well, I won't do that. Well,
maybe I will. Who knows? Right? Haha. Well,
the $100 reward still stands anyway. And maybe I should start donating
$5 a week to both NARSAD and NAMI. Hey, it's a start.
Sunday
July, 15 2007
10:49 PM
"That is why I could never become a Jedi-Knight like John Kruk."
I sell things on Ebay that are
of high quality. My virginity is also for sale on Ebay. It's
in mint condition boy howdy. I should mention one thing
though, when I have sex I get my lover confused with Wilma
Flintstone and I yell out things like, "Yabba-Dabba-Abba-Zabba-Scooby-Dooby-Doooooo!!!!!!"
I only do that when my chickadee and me "feel good" at the
same time though. Gee, what I pervert I am. That is why I
could never become a Jedi-Knight like John Kruk. I was just
too much of a pervert...Awe shucks, Nebraska here I come.
What did the irritable mailman say to the mailbox?
You don't wanna know me...
Mental illness wiped out the dinos. Dinos is short for
dinosaurs. Seriously though, the T-Rex-Queen-Bee-Bad-Ass-Truckasaurus
became manic then took over. "Roar! Go home and get your f*ckin'
shine box!" I probably offend everyone who reads this
website.
Well, maybe not. Maybe not Ray Liotta. I have been getting a
lot of fan mail lately, which is always nice. Thanks Ray.
You're a good fella.
Christopher Lloyd is a goofball. He prank calls me every
day. Oh wait, that is just my irritable mailman. He is just
claiming to be Christopher Lloyd and silly me, I always fall
for it. Not today though my irritable friend. Not today...
I'm a maniac, maniac, and I'm typin' like I've never typed
before.
Funky Chicken in 3, 2, 1...
Here we go...
Do a chicken dance, make a little love, get down
tonight...get down tonight.
Mega Chicken Vs. Super Rooster. Saturday night. But not on
Pay-Per-View, it's on every single channel in every single country...
I think, though I'm not positive, yea, I think, that I will
place a million dollar bet on the Rooster. He just seems bad
to the beak.
Yea, the Rooster is the safe bet because if they start
having sex then the Rooster wins by default.
Then again, it is a "MEGA Chicken," which to be honest
though, I have no idea what that is. The title is just
intimidating, that is all I'm saying.
Sunday
July, 15 2007
12:42 AM
Funky see, Funky do, Funky Chicken, loves you too.
You don't wanna know me...
I remember the first two
cassettes I ever owned were Kris Cross "Totally Crossed Out"
er something like that and some Ernie Harwell thing that I
got for free at a Detroit Tigers game when I was about six
years young. And it was only a matter of time before I
figured out I could put these cassettes in my Teddy Ruxpin
doll and listen to Teddy make me "jump, jump" followed by a
good ole recap of the Detroit Tigers season statistics. Boy,
that was the day. Then I remember my Teddy Ruxpin doll broke
when I tried to have sex with it. Haha. J/K! If I ever redo
a Daft Punk song, I am going to say DJ Ruxpin in the house
over and over again until I lose my voice.
'Cause I've been around this lonely place, lonely place
before...
(insert trumpet noises here)
I think the Simpsons is better than Family Guy and South
Park. I mean, Funky See Funky Do. Woah, now that is funny. I
still love ya Brian the dog. You just keep drinkin' them
martinis.
Wouldn't it be funny if I helped out a kindergartener's
birthday party by booking Jenna Jameson having sex with that
clown on stilts who bleeds from the mouth?
I really hope one day this website is mentioned in a
mental-health related book in the "online links to check
out" section.
I'm such a funky chicken. Just like your mom. Yea...
I want to be in a band called The Rare Birds Whom Might Be
Raising Your Dynasty.
I'm such a funky Chicken. And it feels kinda good...
Banjo freak in the house.
Mr. Cruise, you're at a 10, we need you at a 0.
Want to here about the time I encountered a grizzly bear
while I was washing my car? Sure ya do. I was like, "Hey
you. Bear, yea you. Ya stupid, and ya dumb too." Then the
grizzly feller said, "Do you realize I can eat you? Do you
not realize obvious things?" Then I said, "Well holy cow
bear, you got some smart-alecy tone right about now. How's
about a squib kick you in your fat scrotum." The bear ran
away...
And that's how it happened. I've never told the story until
now.
Remember that kid in high school who didn't believe in doing
drugs or drinking alcohol. He's a crack head now. He sells
his virginity every night for more crack. "Seriously, I'm a
virgin. Do you have any crack??? I need crack dammit. Boy, I
wish I never tried crack. Crack is addicting. But really,
I'm a horny virgin, not a crack head." Slow down buddy, I
already told ya I don't have any crack cocaine on me. Never
have, never will. So leave me alone, you're grossin' me out.
I'm such a funky chicken.
Wait! I've got it. "The race is on. The funky chicken has
come to a complete stop and began to do the chicken dance."
Talk about drinking too much coffee...Haha.
Hotdog, Cuckoo's Nest is on! I may have to end this post.
However, the Funky Chicken will remain Funky. Why? 'Cause I
like his style moves. He's got better moves than a
top-notch break dancing break dancer. Wow. Honey Nut
Cheerios sound so good right now. They really do. If I weigh
my options right now it comes down to watching Cuckoo's Nest
while I eat Honey Nut Cheerios, or just being a fat funky
chicken and doing something real naughty. That doesn't make
much sense, but neither do these darn mental illnesses. Darn
should be replaced by dang, and dang should be replaced by
damn, and damn should be replaced by dammit, and dammit
should be replaced by Dammit the Frog whom is Kermit's evil
twin. Approximately one-half of Dammit the Frog's vocabulary
is, "Dammit!"
Scooter: Excuse, Mr. Frog, I mean Dammit the
Frog, wake up, you're on TV. Dammit the Frog: Dammit! Scooter: C'mon ya stupid frog, wake up. Dammit the Frog: Dammit! Scoot the f*ck outta
here before I cram you in my easy bake oven like I do with
my shrinky dinks. I'm not a nice guy Scooter. In fact, you
don't even want to know me.
Haha..."Dammit the Frog"...that is funny.
"Welcome to the Muppet Show ladies and gentlemen. Oh dammit!
I stepped on my damn foot. Dammit that hurt..."
Peace out in 1, 2, 3.
Tootsie Pop is gone.
Saturday
July, 14 2007
10:51 PM I'm a sad little panda.
I want to be completely cured
from mental illness. A cure is taking a really long time.
Hang in there Zachariah.
But ya know...In the poker game of life, you play the cards
you're dealt. - The lesson to the movie Rounders
They should remake that movie with these two guys as the
main characters...
That's Teddy KGB
on the right. No doubt about it. As for Tony Dow, he can be
a new character -- "The King of young girl's hearts."
Tony Dow,
that's my name,
that name again,
is Tony Dow.
Tony Dow is Scott Brown's enemy because when Scott Brown was
in high school, Tony Dow accidentally stepped on his Rocky 4
soundtrack, which Scott Brown used for motivation when he
drank smilk.
I don't know what this post means, but ya know, hang in
there Zachariah.
Saturday
July, 14 2007
9:49 PM We Odette's love to make websites in our spare time.
Meet my hot cousin -- Odette
Yustman
Except her first name used to be her last name, and her last
name used to be her first name. She did one of them
switcheroos.
And the Nominees for the
Second Annual ZacharyOdette.com Award for Outstanding
Achievement in the Field of Excellence as Hottest Woman in
the Galaxy for the Year of 2007 are...
Sunday
July, 8 2007
4:12 AM Yo tengo apologies
You cornhuskers crack me up.
I feel like I may have made some
obnoxious posts on this website recently. Maybe, maybe not.
If I've offended anyone, I'm sorry. I took one post down
recently. If I ever make a post that offends you, feel free
to let me know and I'll probably take it down. Now here's
some humor:
The imaginary hate mail I got from the guy from
Nebraska...
I read your latest post on your little blog there and all
I gotta say is shuck you. That's right, shuck you you mother
shucker. If I ever saw you in public, like shucking corn for
example, I'd beat the shuck outta you then tell you how you
just got knocked the shuck out. Seriously, you're a shuckin'
*sshole, and you need to know it. You probably don't even
know what the shuck I'm talkin' about though cuz you're
shuckin' shucked up in the shuckin' head.
Shuck me beautiful,
One bad-*ss mother shucker
Wow. That's pretty vulgar, sort of. Wait, I have a
question. Had this imaginary person told me to shuck their
dick, would that mean the want a blow job or a hand job? I
mean, the word "shuck" could actually just be Nebraska-slang
for "suck," but isn't the art of shucking more like a hand
job? I don't know. Awe, shuck it...
Attempting to move on...One of my nephews makes up the
funniest imaginary names. Here are some of the ones I've
heard him say thus far:
Air-air
Zero
Monchy
Mrs. Simey
Friday
July, 6 2007
2:55 PM Hold up...
What would happen if a well-liked celebrity developed schizophrenia?
Hold up, if the materials needed
to make psychiatric drugs are found in the rainforests, then
why the f*ck are we tearing down the rainforests?!? AHHH!!!
Blah...I probably don't know what I'm talking about. Hold up
again though, what if mental illness wiped out the
dinosaurs?!? AHHH!!!
You want to know how there is going to be a cure for mental
illness? Sadly it's going to take a big-time celebrity to
come down with schizophrenia or something. Then all of that
person's celebrity friends like Michael Jordan, Angelina
Jolie, and Paul McCartney will start a "cure schizophrenia
foundation," then the cure process will begin to speed up.
Maybe that is mean and infantile-like of me to say. Oh well,
I don't represent the entire mentally ill community, just
Zachary Odette. Anyway though, we already have plenty of
bipolar celebrities, depressed celebrities, alcoholic
celebrities, etc. -- most of whom voluntarily help the
mental health community by the way which is great.
Some people say psychiatric drugs will shorten your
lifespan. I actually disagree. In fact, I believe they make
me live longer as I no longer am tempted to kill myself
since taking them. <===It had to be said.
Wednesday
July, 4 2007
8:49 PM Tom Cruise sets off his fireworks in
the nude...I seen it...
I went to Pet
Smart earlier today and went all out on buying sh*t for my
dogs. I bought a new brush for them which looks like a
handle with an oval (and this thing works phenomenally by
the way), some puppy multi-vitamins, some vitamins for
healthy coats, some pills that make dogs sleepy and relaxed
(for the fireworks tonight), and two big bags of Blue
Buffalo brand salmon and sweet potato based dog food. Then
about an hour or two ago, I made a bunch of food on the
grill and gave each of my three dogs a whole hotdog (not the
bun). Which brings me to my next topic by the way. Alright,
did any of you see that hotdog eating contest on ESPN at
noon today?!? That couldn't have played out any better...Kobeyashi
Vs. Chestnut tied up with 1 minute to go. Then it ended with
the underdog Chestnut winning and Kobeyashi doing what
appeared to be eating his own vomit er something. That was
seriously so cool. However, there was one thing cooler than
that done today...the recording of this original song I
made....
Tuesday
July, 3 2007
11:30 AM Today is Tom Cruise's 45th birthday.
Tom's homemade death-ray is actually just one of those double guitars that
has been put the oven on the rack below Katie's infamous disgusting-tasting
snicker doodles.
Don't worry, read on and you'll understand...
Tom's friends
prank call him in order to plan his surprise party...
Is this Tom Cruise?!?
Yep, Tom Cruise here. You can just call me Tom though.
This is John Travolta and other famous scientologists. We
are in serious trouble Tom and we need your help as soon as
possible! Visitors from another planet, perhaps another
galaxy, just landed on our roof and we think they have sharp
knives and loaded guns! The only thing that can stop them at
this point is lots of scientology! Please help us Tom Cruise, you're
our only hope...
I'll be there before you can say dead stupid alien.
(Tom bursts through the door holding a copy of Men in Black
in one hand and a homemade "death-ray" in the other)
...SURPRISE
TOM!!!!!!!!!
Katie:
Who the hell put a guitar in the oven? Tom: Oh, that was me babe...And it's not a
guitar, it's a death-ray. By the way, can you do me a
mega-cool favor and be quiet? I'm playing the Mecca-Turtle
in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles the video game for Xbox 360.
And trust me, he's a tough customer so I gotta have complete
concentration here babe. Katie: Umm...Death-ray?...
About one out of one-hundred people develop schizophrenia.
ZacharyOdette.com
Name:Zachary Adam Odette Birthdate:06-06-1985 Location:Swartz Creek, Michigan USA Diagnosis: schizoaffective Medications Taken Daily: 40mg of
Abilify at night, 300mg of Wellbutrin in the morning, 600mg of Trileptal at
night, 50mg of Revia at night Complementary Therapies: talk-therapy
once every two weeks, 4g of omega-3 EPA fish oils taken daily, 1000 I.U. vitamin E taken daily,
1000mg of VItamin C taken daily, Mega Men Sport multi-vitamins taken daily,
Magma Plus Green Foods supplement taken daily, animal-assisted therapy (dogs), go running and
exercise daily,
taking two classes at local college, no street drugs taken since year 2005, and
I'm tryin' to give up cheap booze...
