Katrina & the Waves
Yet another entry for the never-ending journal on the edge of time, first of its kind since I burned the one NORML & the Bozo Boys at Alfalfa High raped my innocence with napalm fire over because of the Vast Active Destructive Intelligence System. Today's concerns the way-cute woman, Katrina, that I met online about a week ago. We'd really been hitting it off, off & on--she seems to vacillate between being friendly & being angry, & I'm constantly apologizing for weird letters: all manic-depressives write weird letters; the problem is in sending them. She sent us her phone number & we called & talked for half an hour. So the next day I looked at her own never-ending journal, which she writes in a lot more than I do, & she said she'd been "woke up in the middle of the night by some guy's wife", so I fired off an angry tirade & now I'm hoping she doesn't reject us entirely, as it turns out she wrote about some other guy's wife. This is good, since I don't like losing friends & was wondering where all the sarcasm was coming from.
Labor Day was also kind of bad. Biggie had invited us over to Blanket Avenue for dinner, but before we ate, while we were just visiting, Karen started in running down "addictive antidepressants" like "Xanax & Zoloft" & saying that they "ruin lives". I told her Zoloft is not addictive, & then she claimed it's "quite dangerous to internal organs", which is like, where did she get her MD? Probably in China--though even the Chinese know better than to trust in folklore these days--as she started defending herbal medication, & saying "they've been studied in China for 6,000 years"--but I'm getting ahead of myself; first I told her that herbs are a crock of shit--& I meant it--cuz they're unstudied & the manufacturers of this shit don't even have to prove they're not dangerous, as long as they slap on a label saying it's a "dietary supplement", & then she got into Chinese medicine, which I pointed out is not science as they do not use the scientific method. So I told her, as far as not-proving they're not dangerous goes, I'd read on www.sciencnews.org that a lot of transplant patients started dying after taking St. John's wort cuz of interactions. She said, "the first rule of taking herbs is that you don't take them with chemicals" & I told her that the body can't discriminate between natural & artificial; a drug is a drug. She said, "I think your body can tell" & when I said it can't, she ran off without even eating with us. We had an OK dinner without Dave blathering too much about the government conspiracies, & he was nice enough to try to jump Trish's car after we got home, but I really think I'm not going back over there until that damn nut-case I have for a sister-in-law starts taking some medicine herself. If nothing else, I'll have to tell Dave to tell her not to run Zoloft down, as Trish has to take it, & no goddamn fucking herbs are going to stop her from committing suicide if she goes off it. It won't do any good, though; Dave is pussy-whipped.
Labor Day was also kind of bad. Biggie had invited us over to Blanket Avenue for dinner, but before we ate, while we were just visiting, Karen started in running down "addictive antidepressants" like "Xanax & Zoloft" & saying that they "ruin lives". I told her Zoloft is not addictive, & then she claimed it's "quite dangerous to internal organs", which is like, where did she get her MD? Probably in China--though even the Chinese know better than to trust in folklore these days--as she started defending herbal medication, & saying "they've been studied in China for 6,000 years"--but I'm getting ahead of myself; first I told her that herbs are a crock of shit--& I meant it--cuz they're unstudied & the manufacturers of this shit don't even have to prove they're not dangerous, as long as they slap on a label saying it's a "dietary supplement", & then she got into Chinese medicine, which I pointed out is not science as they do not use the scientific method. So I told her, as far as not-proving they're not dangerous goes, I'd read on www.sciencnews.org that a lot of transplant patients started dying after taking St. John's wort cuz of interactions. She said, "the first rule of taking herbs is that you don't take them with chemicals" & I told her that the body can't discriminate between natural & artificial; a drug is a drug. She said, "I think your body can tell" & when I said it can't, she ran off without even eating with us. We had an OK dinner without Dave blathering too much about the government conspiracies, & he was nice enough to try to jump Trish's car after we got home, but I really think I'm not going back over there until that damn nut-case I have for a sister-in-law starts taking some medicine herself. If nothing else, I'll have to tell Dave to tell her not to run Zoloft down, as Trish has to take it, & no goddamn fucking herbs are going to stop her from committing suicide if she goes off it. It won't do any good, though; Dave is pussy-whipped.
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