Saturday, January 7, 2012

It's a Word if I Want it to Be


I'm sitting in the dark with my dog, and my computer.  Somewhere someone in the house is watching the X Files.  I should start out with a welcome.  If you've found my blog I'm impressed.  I think that I'll mostly be talking to myself.  That's not so bad, right?  More than once I've sung to myself in the bathroom mirror with an imaginatory microphone.

I'm schizoaffective. Don't bother following along if you have a problem with that. I'm healthy and happy, don't let the stigma of mental illness convince you that I'm not a good person.

Also, I'm retired.  The US government has declaired me disabled, and I collect social security.

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