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Events of the day make it seem as if I am not getting better, and will have to get tests done. I'm pretty fucking alarmed, but also trying to figure out why this whole thing is making me so hysterical.

Meanwhile, the window people _swear_ they're coming on Tuesday. We'll see.

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I have rice.
I have a fat-free, low-sugar Japanese soup.
I have sugar-free applesauce.
I have fat-free, sugar-free yogurt.

This is war.

Even if the half eaten pecan pie I just discovered in my fridge makes me want to cry.

the photos continue

i joke that this is my vampire photo. I so do not actually have cheekbones like that.