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Wednesday, November 06, 2002

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I'm singing! Yay! ...and really tired. I'm hot, I'm cold, I'm hot and cold. I'm short of breath. I have a really bad pain in my back... but it's not my back. I try and touch the muscle, but it's no muscles on my back -- like an itch I can't reach. I'm avoiding getting it checked out, though I think I'll make an appointment this evening. I know what it is, I think. I might just be overly worried and paranoid because it happened so many times before, but it's certainly not going away. I have too many things to take care of... I have to teach a training class tomarrow. It's nothing big, new procedures and stuff here @ work... but I need to be here at least. I just had an issue come up with my attendance, I really don't need this right now.

I hope I'm jumping the gun, that it's a muscle or bone in my back... I keep trying to ignore it, but it doesn't help. I wish I had someone to help me, but it's mainly just me... and I have to do what I need to do to make sure it's not what I think it is.

Distract yourself with these fun links of fun::
Tom Petty is cool shit.
Get a shirt, or something.
Warfare 2002: remote death machines
Warfare 2002: tanks with self-healing skin (armor)
Warfare 2002: army proves anti-artillery laz-er effective

Labels: 2002