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Feb. 25th, 2002 09:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
visionshadows
Tired.
Anxious.
Tired.
Tired.
Tired.
I wrote a few pages of the SAA fic which is cheesily titled Once More With Feeling. And yet, it has nothing to do with Buffy.
Tired.
I've finally learned a real plus to working with a brittle diabetic. Paula tested my blood sugar when I got to work.
I'm 97.
Which is completely normal.
So whatever's wrong with me isn't diabetes which is a good, GOOD thing. Of course now I have no clue what it could be since I've ruled out the one thing I really know symptoms of. I'm thinking anemia, possibly. Mom is thinking thyroid.
Yeah. Really not so much about going to the doctors.
Maeling is annoying the crap out of me tonight. I need to do her hair.
Daaaaaayse! Come hooooooome to meeeeeee!
Anxious.
Tired.
Tired.
Tired.
I wrote a few pages of the SAA fic which is cheesily titled Once More With Feeling. And yet, it has nothing to do with Buffy.
Tired.
I've finally learned a real plus to working with a brittle diabetic. Paula tested my blood sugar when I got to work.
I'm 97.
Which is completely normal.
So whatever's wrong with me isn't diabetes which is a good, GOOD thing. Of course now I have no clue what it could be since I've ruled out the one thing I really know symptoms of. I'm thinking anemia, possibly. Mom is thinking thyroid.
Yeah. Really not so much about going to the doctors.
Maeling is annoying the crap out of me tonight. I need to do her hair.
Daaaaaayse! Come hooooooome to meeeeeee!