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My advice to you, dear robot, is to purchase all things that could even be anus-related -- regardless of your intended use -- at the pharmacy. Those medical school types are far less judgemental than, say, your average making-minimum-wage-and-hating-every-minute-of-it teenage cashiers.

I hate to randomly take you back to the past, but have just read your post on "How to have a mid-life crisis at 27". You put it so well, I go through completely the same circle in my head.

Anyway, what I wanted to ask was, a year and half on, have you become mysteriously more enlightened on the "calling" or just more realistic (ie lower expections?)

Thanks, The B, for your kind words. I'm sorry to report that I never had any fulfilling revelations; what happened was that I got really busy, so busy and stressed that I don't have time to think about big pictures. This might be very similar to your "lower expectations" guess, actually - my expectations right now are hovering somewhere around "make it through a day, a week, a month, etc."

What I predict will happen is that as soon as things calm down and I get a chance to enjoy myself, I will get right back to freaking out. I can't remember if it was in the comments or if someone e-mailed it to me, but someone said that the midlife crisis thing is actually something that happens about once every DECADE. So that means we've got, like, what, seven more of those coming, or the alternative of early death? Super!

Anyway, The B, good luck with your own circular path. I wish you more success breaking free!

I think I might go and find a cave to live in a long way away from any other humanity...