• BTW: the Pink Floyd Album I was trying to remember was the Division Bell. I made a CD last night for theraputic purposes. It was fun to do, and was (probably) helpful to my therapy at the moment. I have already begun a second one, because 80 minutes of music doesn't even begin to cover all the stuff that is relevant to me. For those who care, I think my therapy is going well at the moment. It's still (relatively) early in the process, but I have a good feeling overall, or at least as good a feeling as I can have about it. I am not so much "down" on the therapy, as I am unhappy with the fact that I (still) need therapy in the first place. I've been in various levels of theraputic counseling since I was nine: I'd have thought that I would have already developed the tools I needed by now. But, this is not the case, and I have matured enough to accept that I need something, and so here I am. I am using the things I read and listen to as a means of self-discovery. I am using my therapist to aid in translating the Self that I discover. That's my problem: I'm a user. (ha-ha). Actually, using is hardly my problem: the last illegal substance I took was back in 1985. I've been cold turkey since then. My first therapy CD (I can't share the name because I incorporated my therapists' name into the title), included songs by KMFDM (Ooh La La) and MDFMK (Get Out of My Head), Gary Numan (I Don't Believe), Pete Townsend (White City Fighting), Missing Persons (We Don't Know Love At All), and more. My second volume will include more diversity, but probably a common theme. At least I hope a common theme, which would be more helpful in my theraputic process. Despite my seeming rationality, I doubt very much I am a stable healthy psyche, or a balanced person, but I am aware that I have some sort of issue needing work. So, here I am, putting on a brave face, and making my way in the world. "Here I am, all electric elegance. With every kiss a shiver; with every shiver a kiss. Right now, I feel so shiny; It's as hard and black as it is." Shriekback, "Achtung". Time to make a Live Journal entry. Check in and read The Strange Adventures of Johnathan Violent. Or, just check out my commentary.

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