CO: the discarded manuscript of a very poorly written absurdist play.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Today my therapist asked me what I've been up to, what's going on in my life. When I told her, she burst into hysterical laughter, put her head in her hands, and asked me, "What! Are you a masochist or something?!" I said, "Duh. Don't you know that by now?" She laughed at me some more. I laughed too.
Somehow, my stupid life seems a lot funnier and a lot less retarded when my therapist is laughing at it.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
To fucking Do list: Monday edition
-- Call Great Magazines in the UK about my stupid Empire Magazine order(s) that may or may not have gone through.
-- Call the Accomack VA District Court and find out how to get out of this court appearance.
-- Call work and confirm my schedule and find out what time I have to go in on Friday. Gag.
-- Call my gastroenterologist and reschedule my next appointment.
-- Call my psychiatrist and reschedule my next appointment.
-- Call my GP and beg, if necessary, for an appointment.
---- Get a script for more blood work to have my hormone levels checked.
---- Get a script for more blood work to have my vitamin B12 and D levels checked.
-- Go to therapy.
-- Mail the mixes I made today from Point Beach because there will be no line at the post office.
-- Exercise.
-- Eat more protein.
-- GET MY FUCKING PASSENGER HEADLIGHT FIXED AGAIN. FUCK.
-- Get gas for the drive into Manhattan on Tuesday. Gag.
-- Figure out when I'm going to go to Philly, and with whom, if anyone.
-- Figure out when I'm going to go to LBI, and with whom, if anyone.
-- Go to sleep at a normal time. Start getting into a routine.
fuck all of this. ALL OF IT.
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