muted

hlt wednesdee.

i have less hair today than i did yesterday.

drew, you gotta download this song and play it loudly.

pay special attention to the chorus.

this is the song i was blasting as i sped down the southern state on the night kim and i first talked.

i rediscovered it tonight on the way home from the laundromat (where i deftly avoided all discussion of my non-existent son).

remember. loudly + chorus.

- pardon my freedom

off to "talky time with dr. a."

* * *

"you are clearly depressed."

what gave it away, dr. a? was it all the staring at your floor for the first time since we started meeting? was it that i only stopped staring at the floor to give one word answers?

there was one light-hearted moment, however.

"so, you're scared of females now. are you not going to have female friends anymore?"

"ummm, i don't know. maybe i'll have a grandfather clause where if you already were a female friend of mine, you get to stick around."

i've never seen him laugh so hard. he looked kinda like a vacationing santa claus.

i think he over-laughed, for the record.