I’m neurotic, an off-the-cuff joint.

I’m neurotic. I’m neurotic in the literal sense – I have neuroses. Lots of them. A neurosis is a mental condition not caused by organic disease, involving symptoms of stress such as depression, anxiety, obsessive and compulsive behaviour, and somatic responses, but not a radical loss of touch with reality. Neurotics mostly don’t experience psychotic breaks. At its root, neurotic behaviour is an automatic, unconscious effort to manage … Continue reading I’m neurotic, an off-the-cuff joint.

Things you’ll see at the garage sale, kitchen edition.

I’m planning a garage sale. For real this time. It had better be for real – half the garage is already full of crap – sorry, gently used treasures – looking for a new home. Do I have to provide shopping bags or wrapping for breakables? Do I have to make change? It’s been a long time since I’ve had a garage sale, mostly because … Continue reading Things you’ll see at the garage sale, kitchen edition.

I like to listen to birdsong – an off-the-cuff joint.

My house backs onto green space. It’s a hydroelectric substation easement and therefore will never be developed. On the other side of the easement is farmland with a reasonably-sized wetland park bordering the reserve on the west. Nature, where I live, isn’t quiet. Sometimes, that pisses me off – I love desert quiet – but mostly I love the music. The only thing that could … Continue reading I like to listen to birdsong – an off-the-cuff joint.

Let’s go shopping – fun with depression.

I’m not writing much these days beyond keyboard warrior entries on Twitter. A level of rage helps there and depression keeps my angry close to the surface. It’s good that depression combines anger with a diminished ability to control oneself. I enjoy the way I blow up my life when I’m depressed. But I miss writing. I miss having a routine. I miss feeling like … Continue reading Let’s go shopping – fun with depression.