I realized my cause was so hopeless that not even St. Jude could fix it even if I visited a church in his name every day for a hundred years.
I am thrall to this stupid, American insistence on balance, on not taking sides.
I constantly question the whirlwind. There must be an answer. And that takes over the mind.
The mind is not only its own place, but its own population.
Mistakes like this cause me to enter a highly vigilant state of mind.
I must confess that I still feel a little selfish when I remind people that I am under stress — perhaps more stress than Lynn.
I’ve been trying to write this story for months, but the time and the motivation have not been there. Two things tipped me off that something was wrong. First, I looked at my cell phone and realized that too much time had passed. Dr. Rettenmaier had promised a quick surgery — twenty five minutes — […]
UPDATED: 9 September 2012 Let me count the ways the events of the past few months have screwed me. Note that there may will be additions as the weeks pass…so keep checking this article. It will be a mega-whine! First, my mother dies of a glioblastoma — brain cancer — the same disease that killed […]
The Universe appears to have taken on the role of the Mafia in my life. Instead of striking me directly, it has gone after the one I love.
Twitter has been delivering me to a state not unlike a dead whale on the beach, roasting in the sun. This is my own fault. I “have” to keep checking it to see what the news is. Then I get into arguments about just what the role of the president of the United States is […]
The first big secret divulged to me and a select group of others was that the rumor that Peter Ashenden had been fired by [[Depression_and_Bipolar_Support_Alliance|DBSA]] after embezzling most of its assets1 was not true.2 DBSA had worked itself into the red due to optimistic budgeting based on the assumption that the pharmaceuticals industry would continue […]