Well, it's times like this I wish I was dead. My aunt and uncle who live in Portland are down here to see us. They brought their new puppy with them. That's not the bad part, though. My sister and her kids are here. I hate it when they come over here. They're bratty and very annoying. So I have to be social, but when I can't stand it any more, I go in my room. That's where I am now. Of course, to make things even more horrible, I got a letter for jury duty in the mail today. Hopefully my psychiatrist isn't taking a vacation and can excuse me yet again on Monday. You'd think there would be some form that you could fill out if you're never going to be well enough to do jury duty that you could fill out and mail to the courts, but no. You'd think with doctor's excuse after doctor's excuse that they'd think "Gee, he's never going to be well enough to do jury duty" and just stop. But unfortunately, that's not how government works. With all these people looking for a job, why not make juror a job so then they can get paid and leave me the Hell alone. I live in the capital of a state, so I guess that's good because it wouldn't take very long for a letter to get mailed to the courts. But now my mom has to go down to my shrink's office and deal with that again on Monday. Oh, and I got the answer to yesterday's crossword, it's right here: