As an antidote to the craziness, a story about a 14-year-old who rescued a kid who fell into a sewer

What a brave kid! That was terrific.

I have to be here for another 10 minutes and I don't wanna.

Man, I am ready for happy hour, but I have 1 more article to edit. Compromise: start drinking when I get to the reference section, because the reference section is boring as shit anyway.

Drinking. Now there is a plan!

I am back from my second day at the pool this summer. I look like one of those Kewpie dolls that's been hanging from a rearview mirror all summer, and my floatie has a slow leak and I look like a giant pink, black and blue taco after a half hour (skin, swimsuit and floatie colors) but I don't care.

Floating while the pool speakers blare out 80's and 90's hits is my agua Valium.

Also, I was feeling a bit squishy with my winter weight gain of 30 pounds until I saw this fantastic girl who was all unapologetic smooth tanned chub in a teeny hot pink and yellow bikini. She was like a freaking odalisque with wide hips and a round belly and firm jiggle, and I was all "Go on with your bad-ass self!" and promptly raised my tankini top to tan my bellah.

Whereas Strix, I spent yesterday at the Annenberg Beach House (pool party for the 5th graders) wearing a swim outfit that included trunks and long sleeves, and still hid under the umbrellas most of the afternoon. Too early in the summer for me to be sporting a sunburn.

I feel like Being an Emotionally Stable Adult is a full-time job.

It is, and like any job you need a vacation sometimes. Oh, and happy hour.

So. Things today went kinda okay. I was not "dramatic" or pissy at work. I did burst into tears but only one person saw me and other than that I was fine. I also only worked for 4 hours so that helped.

I updated my manager. I met the new back end manager (not the actual title I can't remember his actual title).

I talked to the Howard Center and the person was rather unhelpful. I need to see a counselor there to get meds management. Okay I'm fine with that. Right now there is a wait for both counseling and psychiatist and first they have to determine if they are going to "Take me on" as a patient. I did not respond well to that (hence the tears at work). But, there's an "open call" (not really called that) first come first serve every day between 8 -9:30 where you can see someone for an evaluation and hope to get picked.

I was told to be there by 8, I got the feeling I should be there well before 8. Also she went the whole "your insurance is the best resource" no it's not. Their whole list of which doctors are currently taking patients is self reporting. They have every single Otter Creek place doctor as taking patients and they aren't. I've done. I've tried that.

So I have to wait and see. I keep hearing, if this were an emeregency or a crisis situation ....

Except that's what I'm trying to avert. However, if that's what it takes, then it's going to be a controlled crisis. I'll try to save my job and keep that, because I like it and I don't want to lose it or what I've gained.

In the meantime I've decided I need to read comic books as therapy. I have a ton of comic book related stuff on my tumblr I might as well actually read them (as long as I don't go overboard and spend all my money on back issues).

Any suggestions for current titles I should start reading or completed titles I can get in trades that would be good?

The aforementioned Rat Queens is a good one. I also recommend Chew, Saga, Hawkeye, Sex Criminals, and, of course, Ms. Marvel.

Rat Queens: [link]

I will make a note of those. Thanks!

If you want a closed canon, Lock and Key wrapped up late last year.