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My house stinks. No, I don't mean that in an "I hate it" sense. It has taken on a rather offensive aroma all of a sudden. I have no idea what it is (my mom suggests that a mouse may have died in the heater vent), but I'm attempting to cover it up by burning incense. Which, in turn, brings back memories of wasting time with Ryan. He always burned a lot of incense, apparently as some stereotypical stoner thing.
Other than that, I'm still super-stressed about the impending moving pseudo-deadline. I seem to have stopped fainting after I figured out that's why I'm doing it all the time...but now I'm coughing up blood on occasion again. I'm assuming that's somehow related to some elevated blood pressure due to stress issue. Plus, tomorrow entails spending all day in the kitchen with my grandma for purposes of production of homemade salsa, which will make me even more stressed. So, for lack of a better stress reliever (I'm still lacking any alternatives), I'm gonna pop some Lorazepam in the morning. This could potentially be interesting.
As expected, here's my review of "Mr. Monk Goes to Group Therapy". Kevin, I regret to inform you that *SPOILER ALERT* Harold Krenshaw is not murdered in this episode, either.
Other than that, I'm still super-stressed about the impending moving pseudo-deadline. I seem to have stopped fainting after I figured out that's why I'm doing it all the time...but now I'm coughing up blood on occasion again. I'm assuming that's somehow related to some elevated blood pressure due to stress issue. Plus, tomorrow entails spending all day in the kitchen with my grandma for purposes of production of homemade salsa, which will make me even more stressed. So, for lack of a better stress reliever (I'm still lacking any alternatives), I'm gonna pop some Lorazepam in the morning. This could potentially be interesting.
As expected, here's my review of "Mr. Monk Goes to Group Therapy". Kevin, I regret to inform you that *SPOILER ALERT* Harold Krenshaw is not murdered in this episode, either.