14.10.06

if it ain't broke/si no 'sta roto

new revelation: it's a waste of time trying to convince a fox news addict who dismisses al-jazeera as something like "the news arm of islam" that al-jazeera is a legitimate source of news.

as boyfriend said yesterday: bias is like beauty, it's in the eye of the beholder. so i won't go there.

in other news, i need help dumping my shrink. i say "shrink" because "therapist" sounds too... i don't know; and she isn't a psychologist - she's a social worker.

i don't like to use the term "dumping", but i guess it's what one is doing, en effet. and i wouldn't really be "firing" her because she works in a public mental health center. my ideal shrink would be


  • an atheist

  • not a marriage counselor

  • open-minded (that's not saying my current one isn't open-minded)

  • closer to my age/generation (late 30's would be ideal)

  • a psychologist (as opposed to social worker)

it's just that she always asks me about my relationship with boyfriend, expectations from it, etc. but i don't see the point in discussing it if there isn't any problem that we can't handle. plus, it is *widely* known that talking about marriage and all that stuff gives me the creeps (because of the sticky superstition of not wanting to jinx myself). before boyfriend and i got together in real-time, i wanted to get at the heart of the matter - why am i still superstitious about that? i think it's the only remnant of superstitiousness out of which i have not managed to reason myself. as it is *widely* known, i've overcome obsessions with good and bad corners (look back at the beginning of this blog because i'm sure i posted about it back then), with "just-in-case" mentality (i'll put my most prized possessions by my bed JUST-IN-CASE the house burns down - i'll be able to grab 'em and run), and a whole bunch of other things.

but really, and boyfriend agrees with me on this, if it 'aint broke, don't fix it!

ps. analyzing something, such as a relationship, again and again is kind of like when i was a kid and i would repeat a word to myself over and over (i remember repeating "jewel-osco" once): it unravels any meaning the word had and renders it just a memorized coordination between the motions of one's mouth and one's vocal cords.


pps. "si no 'sta roto" makes me think of this used car dealership up in chi-town-land; the guy's name is "roto." i would see the "roto" sticker on cars all the time.



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