September 9, 1998 Today I'm headed to see my new pdoc (psychiatrist). Part of me looks forward to it, the other part is bored by it. I hate seeing pdocs. All he will do is review my meds and give me a prescription. Not too exciting. Hopefully he won't want me to pour out my heart and soul. That is not something I want to do, not with a pdoc at least. I did see my new therapist....Dr. F. He is by far my fave therapist. Granted, I have only seen him once, but I ... well, it just felt good. The fact that I "allowed" myself to ball in front of him is a good sign. If I can't stand a therapist, that is not something I would do. There is only one therapist that comes close to him, and that is Dr. Joyce. I loved her as well. Nothing much else is going on. I saw the Cardinals play the Reds this past Sunday with the University. We were hoping that McGwire would break meet and break the Maris record, but it wasn't meant to be that day. Of course he did it on the two days following. =) Oh well. What are you going to do? Well, I'm working on this web page at work. I suppose I should stop and get to work. I don't want to though. I have stuff to do and people to contact, but it is for October events. Otherwise, I need to line up a judge or two for tonight's poetry slam. Better get to work.