One of the things that seems appropriate about the coming week is my 72 hour involuntary psych evaluation. That’s what I get for going to see my doctor a week ago! Thoughts keep turning round in my mind. Maybe I’m nuts after all.

In short, the recent drama that has plagued me has nothing to do with this situation. Maybe I am having a mid-life crisis, and that’s why I woke up in a stranger’s bed for four days in a row last week? But whatever has caused this has nothing to do with anything that has transcribed over the T1 lines. Although the harassment that I have been the victim of did not help.

I will be gone from August 6, 2010 through August 10, 2010. I know that’s more than 72 hours, but when you’re locked in the asylum, there is no Sunday. Think happy thoughts for me. I just want to be well.