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May 06, 2007 17:54

[mood|
Stressed ]




Random visit to the Zoo did nothing to improve my mood. Nor did the 2 hour shutdown on the Metro when someone in the second car had a seizure. I really feel like this Meerkat.

To everyone that sent cards, emails, called me and left messages. Thank You. I'm just not recovering.

I don't need my non-english speaking pharmacist to tell me that my Blood Pressure is dangerously out of wack.

I managed to pass my yearly flight physical, but I still retain MSA/MSD/MST PTSD titles. Is it possible to have all of those at once? Although in some dark and perverted mind set I had at some point during the day, I was actually proud of my Military Sexually Deviant title. But then I read MSNBC's article on MST PTSD and couldn't understand while it was based mainly on women in the military, when the facts they had stated in the article were based off mens test results.

But, I am stressed over next weekend. I don't think that Anthony, my co-pilot, telling me "I don't think your fit to fly" is helping. I wasn't the one who signed up to fucking fly in the Airshow!

I mean, yeah I had a dream where I was doing a half-pike and he was telling me that I stalled an engine, and I could hear all the alarms and buzzers and feel ths stick fight me and shutter, but all I could really hear was "Killer, Killer, You have done so well!"

Fucking fit to fly my ass.
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