this one's boring

Gosh darn frackin motherflippin

Sometimes, even sober, i forget to turn the voice recorder to neutral, and in my pocket it goes off.

So i occasionally get six to eight hours of silence on it.

no big deal, erase.

so, i'm thinking maybe if i heard the last thing i put on the recorder, because i know on that walk i made some recordings (i'm a geek and have been trying not to let any thought, no matter how trivial it seems, go unrecorded. who knows, it may turn into gold. some crazy ideas you toss off do. few. but if you get them all, then you get the good ones.)

Anyway, i'm playing back and silence. so i erase it. and the next one is silence, so i erase it. and the third one...

now i'm getting suspicious. and wouldn't you know it. somehow, i turned the volume off.

forget the job i lost. this is a bad day. got 4 hours of sleep, even with the air con on. maybe i'm manic.

which sucks, because i see the psychiatrist. and when i tell him this, i go up on the med i hate and get farther away from the replacement med i want to take.

life keeps getting better and better.