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On Wednesday I got a letter from the state of Massachusetts asking me to go to jury duty. I feel like this may have happened before, but I was so upset anyway that I couldn't be happy about a birthday card from my grandma. I do think it's my duty to go to jury duty. I would kind of like to go, even, I'm sickeningly good like that! But it would be incredibly stressful for me, and if it was a long trial it might have consequences on my life.
I went on to have the worst session I have had with my therapist to date. I got a letter for my medical excuse the next day. My uterus freaked out so bad that it started flinging its lining out six days early, accompanied with the worst cramps I can remember. It's so bad I've kind of
lost my appetite
Last night I took half a strong painkiller from the last time my dad had dental surgery so I could stop doubling over in pain and do my best impression of a gigantic, drugged slug.
EPICALLY BAD WEEK
Perhaps I will soon catalogue games I bought in Japan and/or would like to play soon.
I went on to have the worst session I have had with my therapist to date. I got a letter for my medical excuse the next day. My uterus freaked out so bad that it started flinging its lining out six days early, accompanied with the worst cramps I can remember. It's so bad I've kind of
lost my appetite
Last night I took half a strong painkiller from the last time my dad had dental surgery so I could stop doubling over in pain and do my best impression of a gigantic, drugged slug.
EPICALLY BAD WEEK
Perhaps I will soon catalogue games I bought in Japan and/or would like to play soon.
