July 08, 2002 :: 3:51 p.m.
nothing special to report
So here's the thing. I need to stop eating like I have been. It's becoming quite bad. I think it may be nearing the end of its course, in any case, simply because I'm getting sick of it. It's making me feel like shit.
Also, I need to not have this freakish rash thing on my thigh. I had a tick down there a few weeks ago, and I'm starting to get weirded out - it's looking all Lyme Diseasey and shit. I suppose I'll have my mom look at it later.
Work was rather sucktastic. I had to be there at six, and that's always a grand old time. Woo. I'm not sure what I'm doing tonight, other than running to my house to check for packages and have my mom look at this thing. The packages will be fun computer parts, when they arrive. We ordered everything except for speakers and a mousepad, which I'll pick up someplace when we need them.
This is kind of sad. I have nothing to say. Hmm. Perhaps later.
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