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I finally got the application for Longs filled out, ready to turn back in; had a nice bit of chatting with drgnmstralex; actually completed my chores of my own volition; and got some pretty good progress towards emptying the backlog of unread forum posts. good things, all of them. happy-making things.

why do I want to just curl up in a ball and cry myself to sleep? why is it comforting to feel my arm and realize it's around "room temperature" -- corpse-cold?

and how can I feel happy about those achievements, while at the same time wishing that I could just disappear?

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ah, the wonderful (i.e., gross) feeling of slimy stuff draining out of my sinuses.

this is the part of taking Flonase that I could really do without...