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Thursday, August 26th, 2004 01:58 pm
Me. I'm the mental case. In the last 24 hours I have broken two bowls, stumbled over a precious piece of wood stashed on the living room floor, breaking it, misunderstood several conversations, forgotten to take care of about twenty things, made more messes than I cleaned up, walked over several messes several times without registering them, failed to fix 3 out of 4 contrast baths, forgotten when band camp starts several times, missed farmer's market and the dog walk, and written practically nothing (568 words).

I did take a long walk and I figured out how to end this episode with my guy, Forager Girl and her roommates, though I'm still a little weak on how we get there. And I did also finally send Hedgehog his critique. I should have kept him posted, because I really didn't figure out what I wanted to say until I did it, but I shouldn't have left him wondering.

I'm feeling not only a little pale but a lot useless, stupid, and fake.

I need to get my act together.

On the plus side, I made really wonderful little turnovers for the nice fellow to take to game night at his friend's house. I made them up. One kind had cheese in them, another had leeks, onions, garlic and herbs, and the last one had curried vegetables. I also made apple and plum ones but they didn't work out so well.

Dang, I want to sleep. I will nap today -- working theory is that I have pretty serious sleep deprivation going on, all my own doind -- but I'm going to write some more first dog damn it.