She can't grab you through the phone. But I have to admit, over time, I've developed a real comfort level with not being liked by certain people. (Who needs the esteem of a therapist that sucks? I guess she could mess with your head, but apparently not sufficiently, right?)

I don't care if she likes me or not, it's not that. It's hard to explain why I find confrontation so uncomfortable.

Man, I loved my last course of steroids. I felt invincible.

TeppyHulk Smash!

You probably have enough rant partners, but feel free to rant away at me anytime, Strix.

I would like someone to remove my water-damaged floor, replace it for free, clean my house, list stuff on eBay and make me work on marketing. Also, I would like some pie. And a pony.

I loved steroids too. The almost complete lack of pain was amazing.

Man, I loved my last course of steroids. I felt invincible.

TeppyHulk Smash!

Seriously, it was awesome. I felt like I could remodel our whole house with my bare hands. Hang drywall, rip out the old bathtub, rewire the electric -- everything.

Probably what I ended up doing was mopping the floors and walking the dog.

You'll feel better once it's done, sj. Also, I've found that people don't care as much as my punishing inner scripts tend to demand they do. (Which sucks, in its own way, because you're all agonized and they're just gonna say "Sorry to hear that," or whatever after you built up this big showdown andquotes from Marcus Aurelius, William Goldman, and Ty Cobb...of course that may just be me.)

Ok, I called. I left a voicemail, then I called TCG, and while I was on the phone with him, she called back. I don't feel the need to talk to her; so, I have decided not to return her call. I am rewarding myself for making the call with the scone I bought at the farmers market yesterday. Sadly, it isn't very good.

sj, rock on with your bad self! I applaud you!

So far the roids (Medrol, not prednisone, if that makes a difference -- never taken steroids before) make me utterly appetiteless, and a litle spacy. I SHOULD be cleaning my office, but I have done a shitload of techy computer stuff!

OK, II will go for a walk at 1. I am so tired of overcast. BLEAH.

Man, I loved my last course of steroids. I felt invincible.

Also I ate everything that resembled food. But in an invincible way.

This was my reaction, too. I didn't hurt! It was amazing. Also couldn't stop eating, which wasn't so amazing.

OK, I'm going to crank some tunes and finish my laundry and straighten up my office. smonster's seen it; it gets unorganized REAAAAL quick.

I probably SHOULD eat a little something, although I am SO not hungry. 3 cups of tea is all. I''ll probably be a hoover tomorrow or something!

Going now.

Seriously.

Cleaning is FUN! (I'm a fucking Virgo!) Cleaning actually IS fun! Like clean. Ooh, lemon oil.