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Archive for the ‘Angst’ Category

Aug 10
2011

The Truth About Depression, the Health Care System, and Rich People

It’s (at least a little) funnier than it sounds. I made it.


Jul 27
2011

Rated D for Debbie Downer

I used to spend tons and tons of time wading through online dating sites, carefully parsing men’s profiles and trying to weigh such ethereal information–baseball caps bad, liberal good, too much emphasis on live shows, too little on books.  I tweaked my own profile relentlessly, striving to show myself in the best light that was [...]


Jul 25
2011

Commisery Loves Company

Having cried already today in bed, in the shower, in my car, and in my office, I submit that there should be more cultural norms surrounding the grief process for breakups.  In other words, I should not have to be here today. I should be at home, and people should be dropping off homemade casseroles [...]


Jul 12
2011

The Toe of the Elephant

A story that isn’t about me, but could be. Nancy wasn’t too big on Thai food.  Didn’t hate it, didn’t love it.  Sid craved pad thai regularly, but every time he suggested it Nancy wrinkled her nose and said, Maybe Indian? OK, Sid would agree, but he dipped his naan in bitterness as well as [...]


Jul 05
2011

Paging Dr. Freud

Over the weekend–the long, long weekend that I spent mostly alone while Lieu did adorable holiday things with his children–I had the least obscure dream of all time.  As a creative person, I am disappointed that this is the best my subconscious could come up with. We were driving together to his parents house (never [...]


Jun 22
2011

I Need a Meme

A quote I like “The only way to write is well, and how you do it is your own damn business.” A.J. Liebling A book I like Read several good ones lately: Undress Me in the Temple of Heaven by Susan Jane Gilman: Awesome story about a disastrous trip through China just after it opened [...]


May 31
2011

The Lesson of the Shrink Dump

Remember that time last summer when my shrink dumped me? One thing I have learned in therapy is that I hate talking about myself; I find self-disclosure gauche and un-ladylike. KIDDING of course, because I am totally writing about therapy on my blog RIGHT THIS SECOND.  Fooled you for a minute though. One thing I have [...]


May 26
2011

We Would Have Lanterns Hanging In The Trees

I woke up this morning wanting to go home.  I want to see wide open skies, and rolling hills, and bathe in the scent of freshly cut grass streaming in through my open car windows, one of the sweetest smells there is.  I want to drive out Dogleg Road, across 40, and up the gravel [...]


May 13
2011

(Doctor’s) Note to Self

I have an unshakable belief in my latent abilities as a diagnostician.  My credentials include thousands of Reader’s Digest articles about people bravely battling diseases (all read before age 18; Reader’s Digest is sophisticated reading material in Ohio and I was always happy to babysit for folks classy enough to own the bound editions); lots of New Yorker science [...]


Mar 29
2011

Just Write Something

I spend some portion of every day thinking, what can I post about?  Not because I think I have readers who are clamoring for my thoughts on spinsterhood or whatever, but because it makes me happy and clears my head and sometimes, I sit down to write about struggling with something and wind up writing [...]