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While I was on my lunch, I wrote a little bit, took a picture of it with my phone, and messaged it to the site. It is completely impossible to read. Sorry about that. I figure it was worth a try.

Where to start?

Okay, so I spent the day only wishing I had actually made it to the shock part of anaphylaxis. My eyes are swollen, my mouth is swollen, and my entire body is sore. I'm moving pretty slowly, but I worked and took care of the basic stuff in my life that has to be taken care of. I damn well better feel better tomorrow or I am going to start breaking things, dammit.

My car is, hypothetically, fixed. I picked it up from my mechanic. What had caused it to die was the engine ignition sensor. I haven't even had this car for a month now, and it's already required about a thousand dollars worth of repairs.

One of my customers got scary suicidal on the phone with me. In some ways, it was triggering. In other ways, it made me really hate my job. I was bad and didn't do my job_I tried to empower him to get some help. Hopefully he does.

I have to make it until the 6th. That's when I find out what kind of life I can look forward to. I'm not nervous anymore, just impatient. Whatever it is, is, I just want to know.

I want to stop waiting and start just being.

But now I need to sleep