Steph, I'm glad you got a diagnosis, so that at least gives you a direction.

I had a meeting with my adviser today that went pretty well. And now I'm looking at stuff about job search and freaking out, as usual. I'm not sure how I'm going to get all the letters of recommendation that I need, and my dissertation is taking forever, and how am I supposed to send out 100 applications while also working on the dissertation and my research and, once the semester starts again, teaching?

Deadwood Season 1-3 is on sale for $90 on Amazon gold box. Man, that's a mean tempty thing. I've really wanted to watch that series.

That's a good fuckin' deal on a good fuckin' show, ND. You should order that cocksucker.

I may have to do the same.

cunt

Fuckers.

It is a good deal, but it's still $90.

That's why I haven't purchased it.

It is a good deal, but it's still $90.

It's not just a show! It's a vocabulary enrichment tutorial!

Go Deadwood! Choose Deadwood!

Not to compete with the power of the Gold Box, but we got our DVD boxed sets used for cheap, and they are in great shape.

It's post-midnight, and I'm up, and I have about 50 billion things I need to do, but I can't summon the mental focus.

Wow, when there's only one screen of posts between when I last checked before bed and when I first check in the morning is a great indication that I did not get enough sleep. I didn't set my alarm! I was just going to sleep in. But, no. My body thinks 5:00 a.m. is an appropriate waking time.

Oh! I found out at the doctor's office yesterday that I've lost 16 pounds since last August! I know it's not a terribly large amount for 10 months, but I'm on so many meds that make it difficult to lose, so this is actually kind of huge. I'm so thrilled! I hope I can keep it up!

Lastly, I drunk-dialed the boy last night. That was kind of humorous. I could hear his friends laughing in the background. Oops.