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I work. Kind of.
Written on 03 May 2004 at 6:01 p.m.

Sometimes in the evening I get excited because it's almost time to go to bed, which means it's almost morning, which means it's almost time to have more coffee. Isn't that sad?

Today was pretty busy. Well, no. It was pretty busy by fourth-year medical school standards, which means I was at the hospital for maybe five hours, I drove Jason to the dentist, I went to the grocery store, and I went to the gym. So basically an almost normal amount of stuff to do and no napping or couch-sitting so far. Which seems really busy to me lately.

I have lost five pounds but now I won't ovulate. I don't know if they're related things (it's only five pounds!) but the anovulatory cycle is driving me nuts. I'm on I think day 23 and no egg. Maybe I should go have a brownie fudge sundae to make my ovaries happy. Although it might not be the diet thing but then what is it? OVULATE, body. I command you.

This puppy is the cutest thing ever. He has his furry puppy head on my lap and he is watching me type.

Okay dishes. I will wash them.

xoxoxo


I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love