ugh
Today was rough -- work took some weird turns, most of which are going to bring a lot more responsibility and exposure for me. I am finally suffering from the pollen, and can't breathe (something that makes me paranoid and suffer the occasional anxiety attack). After all of that, I got an A on my last paper, which is good, and it's my Dad's birthday, which is good for him. If I can get through the next couple of days I'll even give him his present and cards.
Tomorrow is another day, right?
Tomorrow is another day, right?
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