I saw both my psychologist and psychiatrist yesterday. Both sessions made me laugh. We spent so much time discussing my religious upbringing.

At the end of every session with my psychiatrist, he always asks if I need a receipt for my co-payment. It usually goes just like this:

"You'll be paying cash?"
"Yes."
"Do you need a receipt?"
"Yes, please."

And then he prints it, hands it to me, and I leave. (He used to shake my hand, but stopped. I don't know why. Maybe he picked up that I find it inappropriate.)

Anyhow, after our usual scripted lines yesterday, he added this question:

"What do you do with all of these receipts?"
The way he asked made me laugh out loud (rare in our sessions). But he sounded so suspicious.

So I replied, "I wallpaper my bedroom with them. That way I can obsess over our sessions."

HA HA HA HA

(Sars, if you read this, there is something secret I have to tell you....something amazing happened during my second session. It involves mood lighting. HA HA HA HA)