I really appreciate that no one called me out for my terrible math the other day. There are MORE than 100 days left in this experiment, you guys.
I feel exhausted. I can't seem to get up early enough to write before the day flattens me. Why is that? What pill can I take? Each day my job sucks up more of my mental energy. That's the problem with cubes. I have only written 83 creative words in two weeks! (OK, plus like two paragraphs of a book review.)
There was good news: I finally cleared the immunization requirement. Three trips to an occupational clinic, two shots, three faxes and two official signatures later. Sheesh. I also found out that I might have the insurance money to get laser eye surgery before I leave for school. If you could, would you?
I'm aching and achy. Sitting at the library with a migraine that has been TRYING for two days to break on through my skull. I am going to go home and go to sleep.
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If I was a candidate for laser surgery I'd do it in a heartbeat. I cried the day they told me my corneas are too thin.
I couldn't keep up with a simple event journal for more than a month. The fact that you can write more than a couple of sentences day-in, day-out is awe inspiring.
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