Hey blog-readers, I’m not dead, just horribly horribly depressed.

I cannot stand small talk, because I feel like there’s an elephant standing in the room shitting all over everything and nobody is saying anything. I’m just dying to say, “Hey, do you ever feel like jumping off a bridge?” or “Do you feel an emptiness inside your chest at night that is going to swallow you?” But you can’t say that at a cocktail party.

Paul Gilmartin, The Mental Illness Happy Hour

So what’s going on in current events? Um, a whole lot of people being terrible to each other on the Gaza strip and elsewhere from what I understand.

I used to have coherent thoughts.

Here’s a puppy that looks like a penis.


5 thoughts on “Hey blog-readers, I’m not dead, just horribly horribly depressed.

  1. I wonder what would have happened though, if you did that, in a cocktail party? I guess it would just make people really uncomfortable.

    I really feel for you, and hope things will start getting better soon.

    But the puppy is funny though!

  2. I understand the falling off the blogosphere syndrome as well. I went into a bit of a state of depression myself this summer and fell off the face of the earth, including to the blogs I consistently read (such as yours). Hope you can get things worked out and will be back whenever all is well for you;

  3. It took me nearly 16 months to get back on the blog-wagon after i became depressed recently… it’s good to see that it didn’t take you quite as long! 😉

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