There's crack in the fridge.

January 22, 2002

I find that doing nothing all day but having Sims marry multiple people and drown their neighbors leaves little fodder for decent updates. Also, when I go to sleep in pain, I dream all day about having to go to the doctor. Sometimes the dreams are nightmarish and all about the anxiety, and sometimes they're vaguely soothing.

I'm still waiting for the dull abdominal pain to go away. Any time now, pain.

There were dental appointments scheduled for today, but Michael has had the flu and canceled his. I didn't go, either, because I didn't want to. I slept instead, and then drowned Sims.

Jumble.com doesn't appear to have online jumbles anymore (aside from the TV jumble). Alas.

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