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Well, I've had an interesting couple of days here. I'm going to be a substitute teacher, and the school district requires all their employees to be tested for tuberculosis, so on Tuesday I went and got stuff injected into my skin, and then yesterday I went back and they looked at the spot and told me I was infected with tuberculosis. Well, isn't that just super. Apparently, this happens to a lot of people, and is no big deal, because you can have the germs in your body your entire life without ever actually getting sick or being contagious. But I, of course, freaked out, because when someone tells me I've tested positive for tuberculosis, I don't hear too much after that. So I had to go to Austin and get chest X-rays this morning to find out whether I have the disease, or just the infection, and I'm fine. But now I have to go on antibiotics for 9 months. Ew.