I flexed a bit of creative muscle today and finished the first part of a four-bit mini series I made up – it’s the first actual thing I’ve written in months (aside from this and the last post in my blog) and I’m very proud of myself! I’m extremely anal retentive when it comes to editing, and it usually results in me finishing late or messing the whole thing up altogether, but I’m proud to say I only edited four times. Huzzahs are in order.

I have some good news for me: this coming Thursday is officially the last day I have to see my psychologist. It’s been a rough two years, but I’ve finally gotten myself to the point where I think: fukket, I don’t want to see these people anymore. Hopefully that day I’m also getting my long-awaited back x-ray.

This morning when I went to stick a spoon in my cereal, I ended up sticking it in the oven.

My lesson for the day:

Don’t stick your penis in an electric socket. Just… don’t.