I waved the white flag. I called in an appointment via the job for counseling advice this Thursday.

Too much stuff is causing too much stress.

Just gotta get through tomorrow.

Then the next few days until vacation begins.

No fancy end tag,

Dr. Claw

Holy shit.

Wasn't expecting that.

I thought somehow, someway, the real Axis of Evil ("Big Money", Racism, and Sexism) would unite to take down everyone Tuesday night.

Instead, the shoe's on the other foot. Because if you thought I was mad in 2004...

[...then you'd be wrong.]The racist tweets, Facebook posts, and so forth are off the chain ( Read more... )

I haven't really felt any better since the last time I wrote. It feels like there is an insurmountable weight upon my shoulders, keeping me from what I must do ( Read more... )

Absolute zilch has changed (for the better) since my last writing ( Read more... )

A couple weekends ago, I returned to a place I had not seen in over 20 years ( Read more... )

Since my last update, the Facebook debacle is finally rectified.
If you wish to add me, you can do so hereSix months have passed since my move. I'm not one pound lighter, and over all, my outlook on life is not much brighter. This is not to say I'm still in the depths that I once was; I've been pretty diligent in the gym, rarely missing a day. In ( Read more... )

To those of you who had befriended my newly-minted Facebook account: it's locked for some stupid reason. Who knows if it'll be back.

In the meantime, they can lick my balls.

Miffed For The Moment,

Dr. Claw

Some time has passed, and yet, I've gone nowhere ( Read more... )

Recently, there have been some headlines that have caught my eye.

One, of course, is the tragedy of a recent high school shooting in a town about 10 miles to the north of me, in the extreme boondocks, called Chardon. I've actually been to Chardon for my job, I have coworkers who live there (including one who had a daughter who witnessed the event ( Read more... )

For those who dwell on their own loneliness as a single person, the farce that is Valentine's Day can be 24 hours of agony. For me, I came to an even more dire realization: I truly believe that I have truly fallen out of love with life ( Read more... )