I've been busy.
OK, I'm a liar. I wasn't busy. For a long time. Like two months long. That's a long time when the average temperature was about 20 below, not counting windchill.
I started going to a therapist, I was so un-busy.
She took one look at me and sent my ass to a psychiatrist ... or maybe he was a psychologist. I have no clue. She just wanted to get me to someone who could diagnose any clinical bidness that was happenin'.
He said I was depressed.
No SHIT, Sherlock.
Specifically, though, he said seasonally depressed. I nodded sagely and said, "Seasonal Affective Disorder."
No. He repeated, "Seasonally DEPRESSED."
Hmmm. OK, fine. Maybe that's the case.
Then I came home and looked through the photos I've snapped over the month prior to this appointment. Gee, Doc -- maybe you're right!
Here's what I've been up to:
OK, I'm a liar. I wasn't busy. For a long time. Like two months long. That's a long time when the average temperature was about 20 below, not counting windchill.
I started going to a therapist, I was so un-busy.
She took one look at me and sent my ass to a psychiatrist ... or maybe he was a psychologist. I have no clue. She just wanted to get me to someone who could diagnose any clinical bidness that was happenin'.
He said I was depressed.
No SHIT, Sherlock.
Specifically, though, he said seasonally depressed. I nodded sagely and said, "Seasonal Affective Disorder."
No. He repeated, "Seasonally DEPRESSED."
Hmmm. OK, fine. Maybe that's the case.
Then I came home and looked through the photos I've snapped over the month prior to this appointment. Gee, Doc -- maybe you're right!
Here's what I've been up to:
Then I watched Craig Ferguson. In my jammies. A shocking turn of events, I know. |
The BoyRD made a WalMart run. This is how he remembered what pit stick to buy for me. I was then forced to bathe and put on fresh jammies. |
So I put on seventeen layers of clothes and drove to a meeting. It's March, and the roads still look like this. Damned winter. |
Then 'Ria called and said, "Hey -- you wanna set my hair on fire?" Uh ... do I? DUH! |
It made me happy enough to try eating beets. They taste like dirt. I liked it. The end. You may be seated. |
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