magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

Found out this morning that I've used up my insurance quota for mental health (therapist) visits for the school year. And then a couple actually. I guess it's back to dealing with my neuroses the old fashioned ways. Denial. Booze. Complaining on my blog. Again, I'm being a little melodramatic. One, I do those things even when in therapy. And two, I'm not really all that messed up. But, it is kind of nice having an outside observer to bounce things off of on a weekly basis.

G to the A to Manhattan. Regular Tuesday lunch special at VP2. Class (wherein I spilled coffee all over myself). L to Brooklyn to the G. Class (group project presentations1). Studio. Late dinner.