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Human again!
Feb. 6th, 2009 03:51 pm(cue dancing candlesticks, clocks and kitchen utensils for a dance number)
I woke up this morning feeling almost myself for the first time in ages. I'm still avoiding social activities for the day, out of consideration for my friends and a devout desire not to relapse. I can breathe again and got a decent night's rest. These are good things. I'd like to keep them.
Tomorrow I'm enrolled in an afternoon basketweaving class up in Hernando. Yes, you heard me. Basketweaving. No, really. Don't look at me like that! Why shouldn't I learn basketweaving?
...ahem. I'm really looking forward to it. With any luck, I will have a (probably lopsided) basket to give one of my parents for Valentine's Day.
I woke up this morning feeling almost myself for the first time in ages. I'm still avoiding social activities for the day, out of consideration for my friends and a devout desire not to relapse. I can breathe again and got a decent night's rest. These are good things. I'd like to keep them.
Tomorrow I'm enrolled in an afternoon basketweaving class up in Hernando. Yes, you heard me. Basketweaving. No, really. Don't look at me like that! Why shouldn't I learn basketweaving?
...ahem. I'm really looking forward to it. With any luck, I will have a (probably lopsided) basket to give one of my parents for Valentine's Day.
