enfinblue's Bluey (credit to Fifi for the nickname!) Diaryland Diary
"I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with all my heart." -Vinc3nt V@n Gogh ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the smell of rain is always sweet I can't believe the silliness of my last entry. What was I thinking? I'll keep this brief. Today was a physio day. My physio is as cute as a button and incredibly perceptive. She had me working with a kinesiologist today and boy did I feel that I was getting my money's worth. There's not much else to add. I went to school, I studied, I drank coffee in the "Einst3in cafe" in the science library. A day like any other. I'm bitterly exhausted, however. You'll recall that I don't sleep much in hot, humid weather, on account of my recall of the episode in which I awoke to discover an intruder on top of me, pinning me down. A delightful Southwestern Ontario thuderstorm is about to begin--complete with sheet lightning I do expect--so I should stop, shut down, and unplug the computer promptly. Oh, the hazards of oppressive humidity! I quite like thunderstorms, however, except in as much as I fear that a giant oak will be struck and will then fall and crush me in the little addition off the house that is my 'garden' bedroom. |5:36 p.m. - 2006-05-31 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- | ||||||
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