So I started out going to work (sort of) and hating it. Then comes a saturday night out with a psychotherapist. Normally this would be really crappy news. But wait!

He can prescribe me drugs!



Awesome.


Pretty soon I will be starting something to make me sleep normally. I can't wait.


So I cheer myself with Dan Savage. Read this one, http://thestranger.com/seattle/SavageLove?oid=40035 it has an amazing opening letter that mocks Condi Rice and then blends seamlessly into praise of Planned Parenthood.


Then the police came to my door, and I knew that the night was complete.