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So i got here, obviously. stopped by miss robyn's to say hi, got here, and then didn't feel like running errands, so they got added to the ones for today. fell asleep - had some seriously odd dreams - i am starting to have serial dreams, which is weird, but i am keeping the same "apartment" throughout my dreams. and gyre was there, at least briefly, and some other people.. it was all about this one chick taking over the world and driving people crazy, and i kept getting caught up in the middle of it, but sfor some reason, it was affecting me differentl;y from everyone else., and of course i had to try and figure out a way to stop her. so then i woke up, and josh wanted to get out of bed, and i wouldn't let him. :)
we showered (he is still showering, actually) and i thought i might update.

ohohoh - the *really* neat thing.. at least I think so. :) I scratched josh on the back a couple of weeks ago (three-ish?) and last week, they still weren't healed, which is odd for him. Now they are scars. He says I am one of the first people to have lkeft permanent (or semi, we will see if they last) scars. i think it's neat. of course, i think it's probably due to the not so good nutrition thing, and being sick, rather than because of me.

I am off today - make copies, run errands, develop film for family to see my life, go to oxford in atlanta and get me an alice figure, stop by grace's and drop off her shirts and trigun art book, see family for dinner, see miss robyn for a milkshake (grill milkshakes, yum!) and then catch up on buffy and angel.

yesterday I had an awful weak female experience. typically, i get depressed when i'm bleeding, but this month, it seems to be everything else - I'm fat, I can't do anything type of stuff, which i know is total bullshit. :) so i am trying to fill up my 2 pund low tire (it's at 30 and is supposed to be 32) and the air thing doesn't work, so in checking and trying i manage to get it doewn to 25 lbs instead. and i call my father, and tell him it is seven pounds low, and he thinks i said 7 lbs total, so he freaks out, which did not help, and we get this straightened out, and he tells me i will be fine, and i find a gas station with a working air thing and fill up my tire. :) not so hard, you thinkg, and it probably wouldn't have been, except for the hormonal circumstances. ugh!

i want to go to wonderland... :)