just another manic Thursday

Not much to report over the last couple of days. Dear diary, I think I told you that I rejected Valerie Piranha (on Trish's behalf). We went to Spider-man 3, which suffers from too large a number of super-villains, & at one point when Trish & I were all alone, I fucked her little ass off. That would teach the Horlots!

Other than that, Doc Larocque approved a decrease in my Seroquel, while pushing our appointments up to July.

Also, Ms. Fruit Bat has a story on Critters that I really feel strongly attempted to just plain trash, after the way she treated me. Mostly, she shouldn't submit to Analog as she doesn't know enough science. Every criticism she made of my book Stan Schmidt enjoyed, particularly the tachyons -- she suggested "taking them out of the story". This seems rather imbecilic.

We've had our a/c on a few times since Friendly Fred inserted the object into the aperture. However, today it's cool & rainy. Trish walked out to Pizza Hut; whether she takes a cab home depends on the weather this afternoon. It's supposed to hit 80 again, soon.

Well, I guess I should go & eat my yummy yogurt. I also have the remnants of a vegetarian stir-fry to eat up, but I'm saving that for later.