Zen, I have been in the exact same place, a list of thinks I *want* to do and me sitting in a chair crying because I can't bring myself to do them. I don't remember how I got myself to do things. I think eventually my normal self goes and hides in a mental closet and the Wolf Queen comes out and get things done.

Is it bad that I recognize multiple entities in my head and they have names and pictures?

My TV listings lied to me! The show called Wild West is actually about the American West, not British wackiness. Piffle.

Is it bad that I recognize multiple entities in my head and they have names and pictures?

No, it isn't. I wish my Wolf Queen would come out to help me, but she only jumps up for other people.

a list of thinks I *want* to do and me sitting in a chair crying because I can't bring myself to do them.

Exactly! The ADs have helped some, but this particular problem is more than depression. I don't know what to do.

I always think of that Hyperbole and a Half comic about depression where she's talking about trying to tell herself not to be sad. I feel like that when I know there's something I need to be doing, and yet I'm not doing it. I say, "Get up, self, and just do the thing. It won't even be that hard." But self doesn't listen.

My whole life is me not doing things that I should be doing. You got this, Zen. Also what Jesse said.

and I said something along the lines of people being terrible and then I felt totally awkward because of his wife basically being one of those people being terrible and, um, that's striking me as funny. Just, like, does Miss Manners cover this?

Unless his wife goes around saying all the terrible things she wants to do to people who go to UT, I think you have legit wiggle room to say that she's not who you meant. Although if she's secretly who you meant, well, we won't tell.

I'm so sorry, Liese.

And also sending condolences to everyone else who has lost a beloved pet of late. Man, it hits me every year how hard springtime is on elderly pets.

Yeah. Seconding this.

In related news, today's mail brought Ruthven Kitty's skeleton after being cleaned. He's now in the coffin with his brother's skeleton.

We bring you an update on PantsGate 2017 (The Ongoing Saga Of One Man's Struggle To Clothe His Lower Half): pants have been ordered! I repeat, PANTS HAVE BEEN ORDERED! Also undershirts. They should be here by Friday.

Go pants go!!

My TV listings lied to me! The show called Wild West is actually about the American West, not British wackiness

That makes more sense. Though the show about wife-swapping, lesbians, and witches does sound intriguing. Moreso when it's British than in the Wild West though.

Zen, I hear ya. :( I am leaving on my first business trip in a YEAR tomorrow. Have I done anything? No. Am I ready at all? No. Do I have a million work things to do tomorrow before I leave, never mind stuff like packing? YES.

Ha ha!

We just had our first rehearsal of Beethoven's 9th with the orchestra. . . the choir's music doesn't have the measure numbers that the symphonic score does. . . confusing.

Also, I am not ready to sing Beethoven. Not at all.

If you're interested video of our Spring concert can be found here:

Schubert's Mass in G, Vaughn Williams' Serenade to Music, Revelation by Z. Randall Stroope and John the Revelator. The concert took place in a local Lutheran church.

We just had our first rehearsal of Beethoven's 9th with the orchestra. . . the choir's music doesn't have the measure numbers that the symphonic score does. . . confusing.

Oh dang. That's not going to be confusing at all.

I am organizing a team of friends to play soccer in a tournament Labor Day weekend (why no, I don't play soccer, why do you ask?). We have decided that since the tournament is in Canada this year, our team name is going to be "Maple Chasers". And we are going to be looking for Canadian wives to get us out of the US (never mind that some folks already have girlfriends). We want to have themed nicknames as well--so far, "Whiskey Business" is going to involve a Risky Business costume and Canadian whisky. We will also have an "HBiC"--Head Beaver in Charge. Can anyone think of appropriate fun/punny Canadian-chasing type nicknames?? Especially if they are dirty and/or lesbian-ish??