I am going to my happy place. I am walking on a beach in Barcelona. There are parrots in the trees. No one is punching me in the face. My head doesn't hurt. I don't require 12-14 hours of sleep. I have not made a doctor's appointment for next week, even though the doctor will only tell me to take some aspirin and not get into any more fist fights ( Read more... )

I have a new happy place. When I am at the dentist and they've numbed most of my face and they're rooting around under my gums with sharp objects, or there is a tin foil hat person on the phone telling me that I don't understand how important it is that I put them in touch with an attorney who can sue the Obama administration for sending invisible ( Read more... )