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the story of an invisible girl
There is a journal I used to enjoy, years ago. I de-friended her because she never friended me back, too popular to be interested in me or something, yet she started writing more and more friends-only posts. Every now and then, I go look at her journal, just to see what she's been up to.

I read it just now, and it sounds like she's been quite ill. And her last post was from January. I was worried and a bit sad for this stranger... but then I looked at the "calendar" entries and saw she's been posting semi-regularly, just all friends-locked. And I was relieved, because maybe (hopefully) she's doing okay after all. This girl I don't know.

I don't know why I obsessed over this, nor why I'm posting it.

I was looking out my window a few weeks ago, and I saw a bunny in my backyard. Just a small furry brown bunny, sitting in my grass and nibbling on something. So cute. I saw a similar bunny a few more times, and each time I looked out my window and saw the bunny it made me smile.

A little more recently, I drove my motorcycle out of my driveway and turned left. There on my right, on the side of the road, was a dead bunny. sigh

It has been kind of a long week, or maybe a long two weeks -- but it's over now. Tomorrow I have the day off, and I am going south for the weekend with my boy to visit some friends of ours.

I don't like to travel, but I like to be in places which are not my home. Well, sometimes I like to travel. I don't like driving places. I'm not sure if I want to ride either. Teleportation, now that's the kind of travel I'd really like. I don't always belive the "getting there is half the fun" theory.

However, I really wanted to ride my motorcycle to work today. We had a department picnic lunch, and I wanted to ride and show it off. And my boss was in town, and I wanted to show it to him. But then the radio said that it would be storming all afternoon. So I reluctantly drove my car, bitterly telling the weather, "You darn well better be raining when I drive home!" It wasn't raining. But it was raining a whole lot during lunch, during which I was glad not to be riding, and I couldn't have really showed it off, but I didn't drive my car to lunch anyway. So it all probably would have been okay. pout

I have a small swollen/tender area in the back of my mouth, which is probably nothing, but a tiny part of me is scared that it is the beginning of another hideous infection like I had back in January-ish.

You should totally go to Otherworld this fall. Yes, you. I'll post more details later, and hopefully some more convincing arguments. I miss Otherworld sometimes.

I miss my imagination and eloquence; I don't know where it has gone.

If you were looking for a good shrink, how would you find one? Yes, you.

What if you were looking for a good pizza? That's a much easier question. Why are the trivial questions easy? Wait, perhaps that's redundant.

It turns out that "friended" is not a real word, according to the LJ spell-checker. Not surprising really: every subculture develops its own language, and LJ is just another subculture. But why wouldn't the LJ spellchecker understand its own language?

I learned something the other day, which is that no matter how much you think you ache, you will regret tossing back a few advils with hot coffee. Oh yes, you will. Let it cool, or go fetch some water.

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From: numignost Date: July 20th, 2006 11:59 pm (UTC) (Link)


Am looking forward to post telling me what Otherworld is. Seeing as how I should go there and all.

I've found two good shinks. Once via a recommendation from a friend who worked as a receptionist at another shrink's office, and once because I was looking for something very specific (neurofeedback). I also found a really lousy shrink once, and that was a friend's recommendation to, so go figure. Am currently wondering if I am interested in full bore long-term Jungian analysis, which narrows the pool beyond the usual so I have the same question.

For a good pizza I'd go up the block to Pizza Luce. Might be a bit of a ride from Michigan though. Try the wrangler -- BBQ chicken and pickled banana peppers. Yummy!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: August 22nd, 2006 04:06 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: moi?

Oui. Read my post, I (finally!) wrote it. *grin*
dagibbs From: dagibbs Date: July 21st, 2006 12:06 am (UTC) (Link)
LJ's spellchecker also doesn't recognise lj tags, like lj-cut. You'd think it would recognise those, too.
aiela From: aiela Date: July 21st, 2006 01:21 am (UTC) (Link)
Otherworld has sounded awesome in posts you've made about it and what I've read. If it was remotely within my price range I would be very tempted.
jenx From: jenx Date: July 21st, 2006 01:37 am (UTC) (Link)
you will regret tossing back a few advils with hot coffee. Oh yes, you will. Let it cool, or go fetch some water.

I did that once with a vitamin E capsule. BLEH.
rmeidaking From: rmeidaking Date: July 21st, 2006 02:08 am (UTC) (Link)
"If you were looking for a good shrink, how would you find one? Yes, you."

Having done this a time or three, I start by checking with my health insurance to find out who is in their plan. I take that list, and Google them. Where do they show up? Are they cited anywhere? In Chicago, I had a couple of friends who had PhDs in psychology, and they were also able to give me clues.

Then it's an interview process. Remember this. YOU are HIRING them to help you. You're looking for an *employee*. So you find out if their staff is helpful or non-existant, and you make an appointment. The first appointment is a mutual interview (or that's how I think of it). I have to be able to talk to them; they have to treat me with respect. If I'm stuck waiting in a room for more than fifteen minutes, their secretary had better know why. Otherwise, the message is clear: I'm not very high on their radar. Guess what: Now they aren't very high on mine.

Asking people who they might recommend helps sometimes. You may have different parameters than they have. I find it easier to talk with women about my problems, but easier to talk to men about my kids problems. I don't know why that is.

I've been fairly successful with this routine. Because of the U of Michigan med school, there are lots of fairly good psychiatrists in the Ann Arbor area.

If I were looking for a good pizza, I would have a bunch of friends over, and get one pizza each from a bunch of different pizzerias, and then have half a slice (or so) of each one. Then we would argue all night long, but we'd have had a lot of pizza by then. :-)
shadowriderhope From: shadowriderhope Date: July 21st, 2006 03:13 am (UTC) (Link)
I have a really wonderful shrink, but she's a psychopharmacologist -- not sure if that's what you're looking for. She's very, very smart, and treats me with respect. I'd be happy to share her info with you if you're interested.

For good pizza, I really like Anthony's (which I'm too lazy to google right now) - they have deep dish Chicago-style pizza that is just heavenly. And one slice - maybe two - is a full meal. We're talking some seriously *dense* pizza. ;)
jydog1 From: jydog1 Date: July 21st, 2006 01:01 pm (UTC) (Link)
for a shrink, stop by the nearest university (for you, I guess MSU or U of M) and hit their psychology department. If not a professor, I imagine they can point you in the right direction.

As for those considering Otherworld, DO IT. It's not that expensive and you'll remember it for, like, forever. my wife and I did it 2 years ago and we STILL talk about it all the time. It's that awesome. Show up and get the chance to kill me!
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