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I honestly don't know what the exact problem(s) is(are). I tried to go to bed earlier but that didn't work. It was very late, or early actually, when I could finally sleep. I didn't bother with the alarms, just slept until I woke. Even going to bed much later than yesterday I woke earlier today than I did yesterday, somehow. I'm not getting this. Then again, it's not like I have to get it. It just is.
My goal is still to be up and about tomorrow for swimming. And, really, I need to be out of the house by noon. That is, I need to be out of the house earlier than I have been able to even wake up the last few days. This is going to be a trick. It might be possible, but it will probably end up hurting a goodly little bit. Remember that first smack on your cute little baby butt? Neither do I, but I will bet you now that if it didn't make you cry, they did it until you did. It's going to be like that. I bet those asshole doctors keep the rubber gloves on when they do that, just for added effect? :p Gotta laugh, folks. Even if you are dying... and, technically, I still am. Which is funnier still! Never mind. My mom doesn't like that joke either. Hush!
Well, on to something or other. Later.
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