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Can somebody please explain to me why it is that I agreed to transcribe this fucking Town Hall meeting at the Gas Station Theatre that happened on Monday? What would possess me to agree to such a thing with only a day and a half to do it? WHY?!!?!!!??
I've been working on it for 3 hours pretty much straight (pretty much straight = took a shower, got a glass of water, took some Tylenol and went to the bathroom). I'm not even half done. I'm going to have to wake up at fucking 5 in the morning to get it done and be at school for noon. Fucking hell. Back to work I guess. I'll work on it till 2 then it's bedtime.
Melanie if you read this tonight, I'm not going to work out tomorrow AM, my hips hurt and I think I'm getting sick. Hence the Tylenol--I lost use of my voice for a few minutes tonight, it was pretty freaky. It's fine now though. I'll call you tomorrow and let you know if you don't read this. Leave a comment if you do!