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Let's see. What's new.

Nuthin'.

Oh, it's a bit warmer. Got up to the 40's today.

I miss knitting. No time. Homework, sleeping. Bit o' tv. The Secret Agent is pretty boring. I shouldn't say that, I'm jinxing it for myself and I have to read the whole thing. Okay, it's wonderful, a delightful romp through the world of turn-of-the-century espionage. May I add that the copy that I finally picked up at the library today is rotting apart in my hands because this particular edition was published in 1919, making it almost 20 years older than my old da'. (The 1921 edition was in worse shape, though. Please god someone find some money for the public education. We deserve good books, too, we poor public-y types.)

I slept through my doc's appointment today, making my mom reschedule it for me. A very high school thing to do. I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep last night and I had to be in school until 9 pm, so a morning appointment wasn't going to be good.

It's an important appointment to get more Gleemonex. I only go to the doctor to get prescriptions for Gleemonex. There should be some sort of system, involving some exciting new technology such as the telephone, so I don't have to schlep down to Brooklyn every time I run out of pills. Oh, well. So I'll go Thursday.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:24 AM | shower me with attention