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.