Bipolar, garden variety. Check.

There's been a hefty surplus of intrigue, suspense, calumny and plain bad manners in these parts. I didn't come out the good guy in the end. Bipolar creates a shame tolerance, and I live gratefully free of shame. Whatever I've done, I've done so much worse.

Mother lithium, antipsychotics, anticonvulsants, mood stabilizers and dolphin tranquilizers.