Day (September)
I've started proper therapy sessions here at Arkham Asylum now. Basically, I sit in a room with a doctor in a fancy white coat and a clipboard and answer their pretentiously psychological questionnaires they prepare for me twice a week while they peer at me over the top of their glasses warily yet with a hint of pity. I detest them. Twice a week I utter inconceivable answers to their ludicrously profound childhood inquiries before turning the conversation back on them. They're more interesting, especially when I sudDENLY RAISE MY TONE AND THEY GET VERY SCARED. It's funny.
