Dr. D.

I ran a few errands for my sister this weekend. I didn't mind because D. very rarely allows me to roam the cityscape by my lonesome. I'll seize any opportunity to stray from the Manor for a while, even if it means having to drop off D.'s stool sample at Sibley along the way. (And boy, was it heavy!)

Speaking of involuntary enslavement, my sister needs me to drive her to UDC's Van Ness campus, where she recently began her doctorate program. She's hoping to earn a Ph.D. so that she can legally diagnose our brother as crazy and then sue him for his share of the inheritance. You can say what you want about my sister, but you have to admit that she's goal-oriented!