Mental Illness and Poop

I am now posting to my blog. I have never done this before. Will anyone be bored enough to read it? Will I go on to win millions with my rapier wit?

So kids, what shall we talk about today. Well, I have bipolar disorder and fairly significant ADD. I've been on medical disability leave for a month now and the drugs still haven't worked out well enough so that I can function. But I can now predict earthquakes and fluently speak with dogs. They don't really say much. They mainly talk about how their shit doesn't stink and how tasty it is. I've tried a bit and must admit it that it has a more subtle palate than other feces. Chipmunks are very nutty. Reminds me of a nutty beer really. But I am being very environmentally responsible. I don't think you can eat lower on the food chain.

So this is my first lame attempt at a blog. I'll come up with some witty, entertaining outlook on life that will remind you that your life doesn't suck as much as it really does. I think I'm crashing, I need more speed. Beer, beer helps too. There is nothing like self-medicating.

Chad

If anyone reading this, which I doubt, happens to actually have a severe mental illness. Keep up the fight man. This is all just BS. It's a more constructive way to deal with my feelings according to my psychiatrist than attacking people. It will all work out.