impeachapalooza!

i was driving in my car listening to the state of the un!on address on AM radio. Dubya says something along the lines of "last year you did not pass my social security reforms."

i hear everyone start clapping, then cheering, then (i'm assuming) the other half starts to BOO a little.

EAT IT! i yelled. i thought it was funny.

and the word that is the title of this post i'd heard on the radio a week ago. it just made me laugh. someone on the radio had said "it is now acceptable to use the I word in polite conversation..."

in other news, i had a consult appt. with my first woman therapist since i was in middle school.

i wonder if she thinks it's odd that i am single.

because she asked, are you married?
no
do you have a boyfriend?
no
umm... what is your sexual preference?
men

naw, i bet those are just questions they have to go through with everybody their first session. but still, it bugs me a little.

and i told her that i am single by choice. which is true, and then i went on to explain that i'm done wasting my time dating people out of boredom. i said (and i quote myself this time) one grows to wonder if one can really feel something for someone else.

ugh now i'm feeling all sentimental.

she assigned me homework. i have to write about the L word. :-( the first thought i had about this assignment is that it gives me the creeps. which is a good place from which to start, because why does it give me the creeps? for so long i have used the mental algorithm of not thinking about things that could (and are supposed to) be great so as to avoid any future disappointment. but that is so sad! but still, i feel like i will have to be nudged and prodded and even kicked to start to put some serious thought into it. because i'm afraid to even start to think about it. because what if by thinking about it, i will never experience it? it goes back to the old racket: if i bring an umbrella to work today it won't rain.

yeah i have to stop now because it's making me nauseaus.