Thursday, November 17, 2011


It makes me happy to know that should the police ever come to my house, they would know immediately that I'm not a drug addict. They would know this because, if TV and personal experience are to be believed (and of course they are), drug addicts never have sheets on their beds. I am marginally neurotic about sheets on beds.

No one has ever tested me for drugs immediately post-childbirth. No one has tested my children either.

If you are having a difficult day and feeling slightly tearful, it is important that you not listen to anything by Joan Baez. Just put the Joan Baez down and step away. Instead, watch documentaries about meth addiction and be pleased that you change your sheets regularly and are not in rehab. Rehab (why is it always called rehab and never rehabilitation?) looks dull in that workshoppy way. You know, trust exercises and brain storming and listening to dull people take turns speaking while everyone sits in a circle. I wish to avoid all of these activities, which is why I don't want to go into teaching nor become an alcoholic. Plus this particular TV-rehab looks like it makes you bring your children.

1 comment:

  1. Having worked in a rehab for a while (and had a pathetic number of family members in them) I can say that you're right--there is something about addicts not using sheets on their beds. Also they LOVE boxes. lots of boxes with papers, and bottles and cups and soda bottles. Or beer.

    Ever seen the show ops? ah, that was way too much like my childhood.I really probably should not confess that on a blog, should I? ugh whatever. it's late and I've temporarily lost control of my frontal lobe.