11 24 pm pdt   [ fighting ]

Sore throat.
Body wants to be sick.
Sick co-workers.
Must fight.

I can't believe it's Thursday.

My perception of dates and times is all out of whack.

* * *

two years ago today: "All these rowdy young-uns and the teacher is the one who walks through the emergency exit and sets off the alarm."

one year ago today: "I feel as though another day of my summer vacation has passed me by, and I need to keep reminding myself that I don't have to go back to school in the fall."

e- me
June 1998
June 1999
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