Bea, as I mentioned, I spent some time in the nuthouse during my detox. While the intake people were... let's just say less than professional, the caretaking staff were very kind, and I appreciated that, even though the graffiti in my room was bless'ed terrifying. Thankfully, a lot of that has passed out of memory, but it bent with me bad.
One even snuck me back my basketball shorts after the intake staff had stripped me of all but my t-shirt.
golly, I meant to make a lighthearted post about pikachu being too damn smart.
He figured out I can summon mom with my phone, and made noises every ten minutes until I complied. Little dude is bright.