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I am freezing. I fell asleep with my patio door open last night, and now that Arizona has agreed to turn down the heat combined with the fact that I refuse to turn mine on, I must deal with this. I'm not really complaining. I've really missed hoodie weather.

I am hungry. Even though I pigged out on some Domino's yesterday, it's acting like I've never fed it in the HISTORY OF EVER. ps. The tracker you can watch after your order is placed is semi-entertaining. I have no life.

I am amused. Although I'm watching the History International channel, just as I was typing "in the history", the man narrating The Lost Battle of the Civil War (it must be international for someone else since they're discussing -our- civil war) actually stated "in the history". Coincidences like this happen to me all the time. They happen enough that I'm no longer surprised, but have actually come to expect them on the daily. I don't know or care what they mean, but each time a crazy random happenstance finds me, it puts a smile on my face.

I am kinda annoyed. The chain in one of my stupid toilets keeps detaching from that piece thinger thingy thing that's attached to flusher, causing the water to constantly run and making me have to stick my hand into the overflow tank to retrieve and re-attach it. I'm going to have to call maintenance soon and have senor shit for brains fix a bunch of things in my apartment. A lovely way to spend a day off since I can't trust Team Moron to do the work unsupervised. H'oh, well.

I am feeling better. As for the pain predicament I was going through in the recent weeks, I believe it has passed. I still have some minor issues I need addressed, but I am hopeful that I will be fine. I'm not going to get into details, but for those of you that I have spoken to regarding any of my silly health concerns, thanks for being there. You're each great in your own way.

I am calm. This weekend will be a good one. Positive thoughts. I need more of those in my brains.

I am going to be okay.

I am running out of things to say I am.

I am smelling like a rose, that somebody gave me... Okay, okay.

I am returning to my regularly scheduled blanket burrito. It's kinda what it sounds like. I know, I know. I'd be jealous, too.