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[bonne_a_rienne]

I had the weird experience of having mail delivered today that been opened, (including the commercial packaging inside of the box) and stickered as having been "inspected for security compliance" or something. which was a little surreal-- especially considering there wasn't anything particularly interesting interesting in it. but it was mildly annoying to me. Gene has this friend in Australia who sent him some discs, and a hat for jason from the football (australian as opposed to american or "actual" football) club that he works for; and milton tablets for me, because you can't get them in the US, and they're supposedly really good for cleaning out the divas, and as I have previously detailed, gene is horrified by the concept of me actually boiling my cup in a pot that we may actually cook food in at a later date; because the concept of sterilisation totally escapes him when it comes to my cup. of course, because of the delay in shipping, the damned package got here, my hand to god, literally less than two hours after I'd put the damned thing in; but at least i've got the things.
and i really should be sleeping, but i can't. which sucks out loud. (as opposed to "sucks hard"-- which I *never* say, but jase said yesterday and freaked me out a bit) but i'm stressed, depressed, and have killer cramps, and it looks like it's just not happening. i am not a happy chica right now... especially since i took my meds like, three hours ago, so i feel stoned as hell, but i can't sleep, and i can't read. I want to pontificate; but no such luck. oy.