And so it goes …

The professor is still asleep. I’m hoping he sleeps until Monday. The Kitten is in trouble this time for sure. This is what greeted me when I got up to feed the cats this morning: Even through sleep blurred eyes, I was afraid I knew what it was. Counselor Troy? I dared to look more…

Tried to call the apartment complex that we want to move to over the weekend (as per their instructions) only to find that the offcie was unmanned over the weekend. Which means we still don’t know if there’s a three bedroom opening up soon. And of course I forgot to bring their number with me…

This was going to be an entry on ototoxicity, but I saw while catching up on my diaries that ADM already did this entry, and better than I would have. His entry has a nice link to a site that lists known ototoxins, so make sure you check it out. I can only offer a…

I’m still taking the bead class, and still liking it. I’ve purchased the bare necessities to start practicing at home, and I’ve signed up for the second installment. I’ve gotten better at it, and while I don’t pretend to possess any true talent, I think I have some good ideas. This last lesson we played…

The check-up at Big City Hosptial wasn’t nearly as comprehensive as last year’s, thought there’s a few things they want me to follow up with on my own. They want a more recent MRI on my liver than last summer’s, and I’m supposed to round up a nutritionist for myself to talk to. There was…

I’m familiar with this feeling of unreality, which is oxymoronic if you bother to think about it. If you’re familiar with something, then it shouldn’t be unreal. Yet here I am, bisected by a Looking Glass that neither allows me full admittance to Wonderland nor releases me and lets me return to normalcy. (In this…