i like to toss around the term *clinical depression* because i feel like jared/my dad don't take my struggles seriously (and they don't take me seriously b/c i whine non-the-frick-stop and use diagnoses flippantly).
so i may not be clinically depressed but i sure am comically depressed! i am just bitching at jared left and right. he was sick this week and gave me ZERO sympathy. the other night he went to bed and left me on the couch face down in the cushions. "don't leeeeeaave meeeeeee" i screamed and he came back. "you're like the... levite and i'm the... crippled beggar!" i yelled incoherently in an attempt to accuse him of not being a very good samaritan.
comical depression!
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Is it ok that i am "going back " and commenting on old posts? Cuz after seeing the "cork" on your couch I don't like that you laid face down on your couch. That said, this is the most hilarious interaction I have ever heard! I would love to be a termite in your ceiling and hear the comical conversations you guys have. You BOTH are comic,word geniuses.
Please keep recording these conversations! Priceless.
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