It's "International Disturbed Person Day" - you're supposed to send a disturbed friend an email, like "I don't care if you pee your pants sometimes on the special bus, I think you're great" typa deal.

I've gotten one email so far, and am not sure if that means I'm unloved or seem less disturbed than I imagine. Boringly, it's probably both.

Mary Lou Lord: I Don’t Want To Get Over You (Magnetic Fields cover)