She is writing a funny cookbook, and asked me to include one of my recipes. I told her I would. This put her on an up beat, and we hung up having had a conversation that was fairly upbeat.

I think it’s great she’s doing something productive to keep herself occupied.

It is hard for me to explain the multi levels of dysfunction going on here and how she is being extraordinarily narcissistic here. On the surface, it seems so innocuous, right?

She asked me how she could print it to give copies to her whole family of her book. I tried to talk her through, step by step, to attach the Word document as a file to an email. But, she called the document “the microwave” and couldn’t do the simplest attachment and find where she stored her doc in Word. So she instantly gave up and decided to print her books at Kinkos. Then she’ll ship the books to everybody and hunt them until they have given her sufficient kudos.