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I woke up with a sinus headache and moved through my day zombie-like, mechanically popping drugs every two hours. This is the only hard part of spring coming on. Whenever the weather makes a major change, my head takes on a little extra weight, like 72 pounds or so. I left work an hour early then skipped class tonight. There’s only 2.5 weeks of class left! Man, time flies when you’re havin’ fun. I’d like to take ASL3 but 1) I think they only offer a day class and there’s no way my boss would work around me changing my schedule that much. Also, Lucille has been kind enough to switch her hours with me since the end of August, and I don’t want to ask her to do that again. 2) I really hate getting up to be at work at 7am two days a week. I am SO not a morning person.

In other news, I’m still sick of being broke. Two more years at least until we are a two-income household again.

My tummy is upset from all the drugs. *whines* But The Man is making me soup! *beams*

A rabid river otter took my safari hat this afternoon. I didn’t fight him for it. I heard it’s bad luck to cross a rabid river otter. Or a black cat. Or both. Or something. Oh, look! A shiny chicken riding a bike!

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Author: Dory

Believer. Wife. Mom. Deaf chick. ADD-addled. Photographer. Graphic designer. Blogger. Guano whacknut. Not necessarily in that order.