ups and downs

managed to make a little progress on work yesterday. a start makes all the difference... it'll be easier to get stuff done now.

had a great dinner with naomi_traveller and her pet research scientist. god damn, those pork chops were good. and the salad was absolutely divine. lovely wine too. and she drove me home, which was definitely above and beyond the call of duty.

got out of bed and made it to the BART station on time to catch the optimal train. still feeling wretchedly miserable. called the psychiatrist and let her know i'm open to the idea of an inpatient program if/when it becomes realistically feasible (financially/workwise/etc.).

still haven't done laundry. wearing dirty pants and wrinkled shirt i found wadded up in a laundry basket. look like crap.

tomorrow is "work from home" day and therapy. thank god. i can't believe i've made it through this week without actually having a total breakdown.

i had a nightmare last night in which canetoad was driving me somewhere in my car for some reason, but she was driving really crazy, sticking her foot out the window while she drove, sideswiping parked cars, turning the wrong way on one-way streets. finally i talked her into pulling over and letting me drive, but just as she pulled over, someone plowed into the front passenger side and totaled my car.

i think this must be symbolic of something. i'm fucked if i know what.

more cadaver follies

Army blew up donated bodies.

that's a pretty good payout. maybe i should sell myself to the army as a land mine test cadaver.

i'm not sure it'd be enough, after taxes, to pay off all my debt, though.

in all seriousness, though, if the military is shelling out that much for cadavers, i think they should allow private citizens to sell the corpses of their dead relatives for this purpose. now, that's what i call stimulating the economy.

that darn cat

iceberg's been a very bad boy. this is not what i needed tonight.

by the way

i hear tilapia is the new black.