yesterday at work was busy. i was like a hooker hanging around a men's prison on a mass release day, and i loved cigarettes and accepted packs as currency. today is going to be the same way. i have to go set up a network in a psychologist's office so i'm hoping to overhear some really great stuff. bed-wetting, cross-dressing, abandonment issues, i-feel-compelled-to-have-sex-with-a-care-bear, mommy doesn't love me, daddy loved me too much inappropriately, voice number four keeps telling me to vote republican, sometimes i ejaculate onto an english muffin and eat it, anxiety, insecurities, otherworldly lascivious desires, on and on and on... i'm excited.
although i'll probably only be able to go in when everyone's at lunch, eating their own poop.