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4/22/2005
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Supersaturation
I've learned something fascinating about stress over this past week. It's actually possible for your stress level to plateau--to hit a point where truly massive amounts of stressful situations can fall on you without any noticeable increase in your maxed out stress level.

This happened to me only a few days ago, and I've been flying high ever since. At some point Monday or Tuesday, I hit stress overload. My cup runneth over. Sorry, we're no longer acccepting orders for new stress right now. If you'd like to put your name and snafu on a list, we will give you a call when the current stress has been used up or expired.

I swear, an ex-girlfriend could walk through that door right now, carrying autistic twins she could indisputably prove were mine, and who I'll have to support for the next 18 years, and right now, my only response would be, "Well, that's fucking interesting, man."

So now's your opportunity: if you're having me evicted, if I'm to be fired (or worse yet, promoted), if the syphilis test didn't actually come back negative, if your explanation for the two hour gap in memory from last week involves a) little green men, or b) a gimp outfit and a digital camera...well, drop the bomb. There's no time like the present. My body's so flush with adrenaline right now that my pineal gland just shut down completely.

Get me before I can start to feel again.






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