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Well, it's still early November, teeecchhnically -- so I always get really giddy at the First Signs -- I even took pictures on November 1st, of the candy aisle in the grocery store being transformed. Somewhat giddy, somewhat disbelieving. The lights don't get turned on yet, but as soon as they do I'm sure I'll be squealing & bouncing around.

Same with at work -- there will be many pictures. We put stockings up, Christmas trees and lights -- it's a very warm feeling. I'm very excited. :]]]

The psych eval is required, and sometimes they withhold treatment .. or make it very difficult for me. Like when I go in for meds, instead of letting me have them, they'll make me sit in a waiting room for six hours and wait for the evaluation first .. THEN give me the meds. I'm treading on thin ice. It's part of going through a very public .. service .. kind of place. I don't know what I'm trying to say. Kind of a clinic that works with a hospital, in the city. Restriction, restriction.

And yes -- that's exactly what I felt like. I fully expected someone to flick a paper football at my head. ;]

Oh, and that's sweet about the pit. I've been trying to explain to my ex that they are sweet and affectionate, .. but he doesn't want to get near one. Why? "Because I'd expect it to rip my face off." Except when we were little, it was rots & dobermans.. It's all just the trend in what we want to train for the effect. But yes -- I love this face. :]]]