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State of the Andee: Apparently my blood pressure's low and I'm otherwise rather disgustingly healthy. I also seem to be missing ten pounds, and that was with shoes on. The fuck?? Well, that explains why I can yank pretty much all of my pants down without unzipping these days. Damn it. I need new pants.

Otherwise... jury's still out. Have a cubic buttload of referrals, so I'll be hie-ing meself hence to the girlbits and headspace docs soon. I'm pretty sure if Dr. Kamel had been familiar with the expression he would have been all like "Get yourself a Pap Smear you plaid scum!!!" but yeah. I'm apparently to get my butt to the gyn. o_O

And now I can start the brainspace call arounds too. That should be fun.

Go go gadget afterlife...

Don Adams has died.

For those of you that a) didn't grow up in the 80s, thus avoiding copious exposure to "Inspector Gadget" or b) somehow missed the utterly goofy 60s series that inspired it "Get Smart," it probably won't mean too much to you that my beat up blue teddy bear is named Max for a reason.

hmmm

Well, Fisher Price my first writer's group went well... So weird though - I often notice that when I'm in a group of people that are not familiar entities, I find myself falling into the role of the jokester, like I need to make people laugh in order to make myself and them comfortable. Course, it makes for fun writing, but I have to wonder whether in normal social interaction it gets annoying...

In other news, it's soggy, I'm definitely out too late, I really need to give up Chinese food cause it REALLY doesn't agree with me, I worked from 7:30 until 6:40 today with a break for the doctor, and I wanna go home and cry now.