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Obtainer of rare smurftiquities ...


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Is this your idea of a discreet operation?

Today was almost a do-nothing day. Until about 6:30 this morning when I decided that since I went through the trouble of making sure that I didn't eat last night after 7, I should really have my blood test done today. So I did. Nothing beats hearing an old man being given instructions on how to give a urine sample first thing in the morning. By the by, the nurse who drew my blood was not the gentlest. I think I would have been better off going over to the Family Health Center if I wanted someone gentler. However, they didn't open until 8:30 and I didn't feel like waiting around. After having my blood drawn I went grocery shopping. Then I came home and proceeded to read and watch. Let's see. Today's movies consisted of Armageddon (Asteroids and oil drillers, oh my!), Doomsday (the movie that fell out of my subconscious) and The Fifth Element (nothing will ever beat the fight choreographed to the opera!). As for reading ...

Book #14 - Murder in Mesopotamia by Agatha Christie - I wasn't really enamored of the characters in this one. The lady who was murdered was so ... spiteful. Plus, I accidentally spoiled myself to the killer when I was checking how many pages the book had. Suck. That really ruins a murder mystery.

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Book #15 - Sad Cypress by Agatha Christie - Can you tell that I picked up some Agatha Christies at the book store for half price? Well, I did. I liked this one. Of course, I had it all wrong. That's about par for the course with me, isn't it? Except when I spoil myself.

I keep getting confused about what day it is. I could have sworn this morning that it was Wednesday. Then I realized that it was Tuesday. That really threw me. And yet, that means that I still have several more days of vacation. Or whatever you want to call this.

Did I mention that when I went to the doctor's he put me on anti-anxiety medication practically on the spot? I'd like to say that they're working already but I was told I wouldn't feel the effects for at least 2 weeks, probably closer to 6. So why am I so much more relaxed than I was? Not being at work. Nice.

The moral of this story? Don't let work kick you until you're down. It's not fun.

I'm done for now. I think.