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Monday, July 10, 2006 already this morning..

i've talked with the squid. had my blood drawn. and been to the grocers. now i'm in my a/c and have no further plans to go out. why, when they draw blood, do they use the tape from hell? ripping it off removes a layer of skin, and there's more blood than they just syphoned out. why don't they just put the tape on and then rip it off, then collect the blood in an emisis basin?and there's another thing. if you're going to throw up is the basin really going to be big enough? they're worthless. i have to admit that i puked into the kitchen sink last night. couldn't make it that extra few feet to the bathroom. i get coughing so hard when i don't take my meds that it upsets my stomach. so why is it that i don't take my meds? too lazy. or plum forgetting. getting sick reminds me. d'oh!
tomorrow, i have the squid and the barbarian. did i tell you that last week, the squid and i saw two wild turkeys?she has a big window in her office. there they were, just strolling along,
yesterday i had only an ice cream cone. and it made me feel awful. like i was jumping out of my skin.
invited h to the lake at the national park. don't know if he'll go for it. it's a pretty nice place. you can bbq, swim or fish. even though part of me feels guilty about fishing, i like it. i like feeling that first little nibble. and i like reeling them in. i feel guilty that they're fighting for their lives for my sport. i wouldn't save any of them. i'd just throw them back in. does that make it worse or better? i don't know.

Posted by Lisa :: 9:04 AM :: 5 comments

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