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And I’m still frustrated, and I’ll even admit to being a little fearful. The ascites (which is what my “bloating” is – free fluid accumulating in the abdomen) continues to worsen. I slept for perhaps two hours total last night. There is no way to lie down comfortably any more. When I got up this…
Candle asks if I believed in what the religion quiz handed back to me. My initial answer? “Hell, no.” If it assigned me any religion at all, it had to be wrong. I am not a believer in any God, gods or goddesses, mystical powers, or energy crystals. I just don’t have it in me….
Yesterday I thought I was going to have an early day at work. I was literally just packing up my desk when the head of another department came up to my office. After 45 minutes of him chewing me out (during which I said virtually nothing because he wouldn’t let me get a word in)…
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. – My Shadow, Robert Louis Stevenson I sit on the sofa, and she’s on my lap. I sit at the computer, and he’s in the window sling. I sit…
For those of you not on the metric wavelength, that’s about one and a half gallons. Eight pints in a gallon, a pint’s a pound the world around. That’s how much they pulled out of my abdomen today. Instant weight loss of about twelve pounds. I don’t recommend the diet, but damn it feels good…
Well, I’m back. The California getaway was wonderful, albeit too short. I hated leaving The Professor behind and returning East yesterday, but at least he’ll be back Saturday. And the time away from the apartment confirmed one important thing for me – any disputes between The Prof and myself are due more to work and…