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Tuesday, June 28, 2005 

I have no future as a psychotherapist

IrishTenor: "So. How far are you on the Lord of the Rings trilogy?"

Me: "Not this again..."

IrishTenor: "You better have the whole trilogy read. By June 14. Or I'll...well, I don't know what I'll do, but that's a threat."

Me (tiredly): "I don't think threats are healthy in a relationship."

IrishTenor (turns toward wall): "You hear that? Little Miss Psychologist over here doesn't think threats are healthy."

Me: "Who are you talking to?"

IrishTenor: "My imaginary friend. How's that for healthy?"

You do realize that June 14th was 14 days ago, right?

She's the one talking to walls now.

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