May. 17th, 2007

Gah. 24 hours and 8 minutes.

Crap.

So.Not.Feeling.Ready.

24 hours and 7 minutes.

Nooooo!
I love my therapist.

I wonder if I'll be able to convince her to transfer to another location whenever I have to leave Seattle.

Hm . . .
Oh stress. For 'dinner' this evening I've had a Zone bar and now a stack of chocolate graham crackers smothered in peanut butter.

Fancy shit, eh?

Of course, since it's PMS season, all of the sugar has now made me crave salt. *le sigh*

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