Monday, October 01, 2001
|9:38 PM|
Well, broke down and called my doctor, sometimes I call him dad. Told him about the bump on the head, the cleaning solution, and the fact that my guts seem to be having a helluva party without inviting me. All the standard questions, but the boring truth is the damn belly I tote around just HURT and that's it. The short of it is I'm going to be just fine. Acid overproduction and some irritated back of the throat. Good. He told me to eat graham crackers and avoid greasy foods for 24 hours.
Tonight is paper work night. I'm going to have to take a picture of my "inbox" which is the area beneath my dinner table, currently a developing monument for paper use reduction. I found a recycling center, just down the road. If I can I'm taking some of this and my cans over there. I abuse the planet enough, no need to rub it in.
Cleaning Cam. Dorky, dirty, live.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
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