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I just looked at the clock and thought, "this is what 7:41 pm feels like". Strange. I used to think that sort of thing when I was little all the time. 7:41 pm sure feels a lot like 8:41, but not quite like 9:41.

Then again, I don't have any idea what I'm babbling about.

I had to call and cancel my advising appointment this morning. I've gotten myself another lovely bladder infection. Oh the joys of being a woman. And lucky me, I have to work my arse off tomorrow at my corporation's "Health and Wellness Fair". Yipeee. I think I'm handing out cookies, or subway, all day long. What fun.

I really wish I had felt better this morning. I needed to get some school matters sorted out. That seems to be the theme of my life lately... Anytime I plan to do something it gets fucked up by something else.

Oh well, I'm not complaining. I just don't know why it keeps happening. Le sigh.

I can't wait for October. Birthdays, anniversaries, Halloween.... Life couldn't be better in October.