Guilt: it's what's for dinner (and lunch. And breakfast)

I'm going to go ahead and post my psychiatric meeblings here, separate from the linkspam and general account of the day, so that if you want to skip them, you can. Basically, it's a followup to the posts about the dream--the bottom line of what I think's going on. With my life, I mean, not the dream itself.

( So )

Whee!

I HAVE A GOLDEN BATMAN TICKET, YAY! We're driving out to Trussville for a 9:30 am showing on Saturday, so it will be an adventure. An adventure with a lot of caffeine.

However, I was dying of a horrendous headache most of the afternoon. ( Drugs! )

( Linkspam )