psychoceramics: my last testament?

["Johannes Scmidt" <redskul @ hotmail.com>]

This may be my last posting, for reasons I will explain below, so I 
thought I should share the following memories of kookdom.

For reasons of professional confidentiality I cannot reveal the name or 
location of the following kook. However every fortnight she handed in 
her unemployment form at my place of work (for some arcane reason she 
didn't qualify for a nutter pension) covered in scizophrenic scribble 
about her various neighbours at the boarding house who were war veterans 
and needed veterans pensions. Also there were always receipts for 
bottles of beer, gin, sherry and various low denomination tram tickets.

One rant I especially remember concerned some disused abbatoirs 
somewhere in Geelong, I think, where the people who made complaints 
about the Ministry of Housing were taken to be dismembered and buried. 


Now, the reason this might be my last post: The Government has found 
some loophole whereby they can force me to go to some medical checkup 
every three months or sack me for not being healthy enough to be a 
public servant. I dutifully turned up in June and he suggested I pay 
(another) visit to the Government Psychiatrist. Seeing as how this would 
probably cost the Government around $300 I agreed, the appointment is 
today sometime (Wednesday 8th).
I'm not sure of the time of the appointment and I couldn't get through 
yesterday, so I'll have to ring today early to find out when it is.  Our 
shower is broken and so I haven't washed for a few days. I just got back 
on the internet so I've been up all night. I'm seriously considering 
taking a bible with me and ranting about the third coming or something  
like that. (It actually seemed like a good idea a few minutes ago).

What I'm saying is, if I don't post for a week or so please COME AND GET 
ME THE @%$@!#$@! OUT!

J.Schmidt



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