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I feel tremendously messed up right now, and I haven't the slightest idea why. Maybe it's the decrease in work hour. Maybe it was my boss essentially telling me that if a coworker's deal doesn't pan out next month the company's probably going to file for bankrupcy. Or maybe it's just time for me to hit Crazy again.
The hypochondria has adopted the dog as its own. His chronic itching and livid red spots, caused by allergies of some sort, are freaking me out in conjunction with the blister on his stomach, now dark and crusted over. His ear infection is clearing up. He is still attentive, active, and in possession of an appetite. He is fine. Additionally, your liver is not failing. You would notice. Shut up, brain. Shut up shut up shut up.
I apologize if I get stalled on anyone. Clearly I am having brain problems. Perhaps the persimmons I bought today will help. They were expensive. If they suck I will be very unhappy.
Here is a collection of graffiti from Pompeii I found earlier today. It provided me with some enjoyment. I was also directed to this article about feminism and vampire romance literature, which is an interesting read even if you, like me, fight the instinctive urge to punch the television every time you see a trailer for the new Twilight movie.
And that, I guess, was Monday.
The hypochondria has adopted the dog as its own. His chronic itching and livid red spots, caused by allergies of some sort, are freaking me out in conjunction with the blister on his stomach, now dark and crusted over. His ear infection is clearing up. He is still attentive, active, and in possession of an appetite. He is fine. Additionally, your liver is not failing. You would notice. Shut up, brain. Shut up shut up shut up.
I apologize if I get stalled on anyone. Clearly I am having brain problems. Perhaps the persimmons I bought today will help. They were expensive. If they suck I will be very unhappy.
Here is a collection of graffiti from Pompeii I found earlier today. It provided me with some enjoyment. I was also directed to this article about feminism and vampire romance literature, which is an interesting read even if you, like me, fight the instinctive urge to punch the television every time you see a trailer for the new Twilight movie.
And that, I guess, was Monday.