Thursday, December 15, 2005

I heart my shrink.

I've only seen her a few times now, but I love her, I do. She's so goddamned, you know, what's the word, oh yeah, she's, like attentive and sympathetic and whatnot. Even when I'm rambling incoherently about all the shit in my life, and start to yell a little, and then fall over on her couch writhing like a cockroach on boric. I should get her a holiday present. Something practical, yet something that shows I care and appreciate her kindly audience. Something like earplugs.


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