Saw the psychiatrist today—got the referral from my brother (now I’m outing him, too; I’m so getting sued)—and was happy to learn that not only does the guy have the letters FAPA after his MD but the following text on the following lines as well:
Diplomate - American Board of Psychiatry & Neurology
Added Qualifications - Addiction […]

I don’ usually pay no mind to ma dreams or go huntin’ fer meanin’s in ‘em but I will this time…
So, check this out, I dream that I’m a Mormon missionary. This clearly represents my current tee-totalling ways. Then somehow I’m suddenly in a casual backstage/backyard kind of environment with James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich […]

The day before I came out publically here with a cheer for my sixpack, I did it the day before on an email list of old college friends, most of whom are now bringing lots of children into their wholesome lives. That should not come across cynical; I envy much of what they have. One […]

Today is my six week anniversary of a crackfree existence. I measure time like 15-year-old girls do in their revolving-door relationships, but I intend this to be an in-through-the-out-door kind of thing.

This morning I baited the bullet with the silver spoon in my mouth…?…urm, so to speak…and after breakfast, while we were still at the table, I told Mom that although I had thought very seriously (and excitedly) about being a wildfirefighter (where to break that Koresh compound?), figuring that in many ways it would be […]