At Least They're Committed

Heeeeey! Nice to see you! Wait! I’m not in that big of a hurry. Can you stop a sec? Twenty more minutes until meeting time, we can chat! Never would I have thought it possible to be this pathetically lonely in a busy office. So, yeah, thanks for coming to see me. I drew you… Read more

All right, I’ll admit it. I know I’m not as creepy as I’d like to think I am and I also know that a large portion of the eccentricities I display are for self protection and preservation. They tell you to talk to yourself if you feel like you’re being followed because people are afraid… Read more

Sometimes when I’m in a meeting and it’s going really, really, really long, I feel like taking my pen and shoving it through my left palm like a spike. Read more

Yes, yes, my panic is incomprehensible to most. After all, I am still within a healthy BMI, but I’ve gained 8 pounds in five months on these meds — 8 POUNDS — and it MUST stop and reverse itself. Feh. Three to six weeks until they can get me into some sort of psych/med eval, so I’m… Read more

Ken plays a little differently than we did, but it’s delightful to chat about the Dead Pool again. It’s Halloween and that’s when the levity (or levitation) begins in his pool — he told us all this during our weekly meeting. We used to do it on New Year’s. It got a little confusing today as… Read more

I tenderly pick at the jagged edge on my right pointer fingernail. Despite my best efforts, the nail breaks off right above the quick. “Shit!” I say looking at the pathetic state of my cuticles, et al. My friends have gone to great length to get me a manicure and pedicure for my birthday and it… Read more