Today, The Dog Smelled Pretty Bad.

Thomas is schizophrenic. It is mostly under control, but he becomes extremely nervous when a new person enters the office. Management knows this, and is very accommodating. Thomas is bright and a hard worker, they don’t want to lose him. Thomas’ office was moved away from the elevators, and his desk faces a window. Despite these precautions, Thomas still runs into strangers on his floor. When this happens, his heart starts to pound and a voice in his head begins to scream and scream and it will not stop. Thomas must go into the bathroom and sit until the feeling passes. His pay is docked if he is in the bathroom for longer than an hour. This adjustment is at his insistence.

Today, I Complete My Christmas Shopping.

There was a morbidly obese man on the train this morning.
He furiously typed away on his Blackberry as a small a stream of blood trickled out of his right ear and dripped onto his shirt.
He was forced to pause his typing a number of times, waving one hand around his ear as if shooing away a fly. He would blink furiously as he did this.

Today, I Cost Hundreds of Countries Millions of Dollars.

He awoke with a start, slowly realizing the dream that had so disturbed his slumber was, word for word and shot for shot, the trailer for Just Friends.
He had seen the trailer several days ago at a matinee showing of In the Mix.
The dream seemed a further indication that his life was headed in a direction that terrified him.