. . . that maybe things aren’t so bad. I mean, considering everything, I am on my way to getting my head screwed on tight(er), (or just getting screwed by my therepist). For those that don’t know, I’ve been (preliminaryly) diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I go for a psychiactric evaluation at some point, probobly sometime next week once we get the insurance bits worked out.
Hopefully, I will get some help with this so I can work and be a (reletively) normal member of society. (Not that I really like society, mind. But I do need to be a member of it in some fashion. Or so I’ve been told, at any rate.)
I’m really annoyed by Comcast. They moved the Hallmark Channel to digital cable (which I don’t have.) I normally like to watch M*A*S*H after I watch Star Trek: Voyager. (I know, I am a geek.) They have denied me the right to watch one of my favorite shows.
I’m disturbed by this.