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After being poked/prodded/getting blood taken/being in pain and pretty much having a mini-breakdown Mum agreed to let me stay home for the day. I'm really glad she did. It's not like I've learned much in this day but I do feel more peaceful. I just came back in from laying/lying (?) on the hammock for about a half hour. I'm still pissed that Mum didn't tell me she was making me get blood taken before we went.

I've been "doing work" which means doing the work I needed to do (that I know of) and continuing rereading DT.

I'm listening to some music, I assume its Indian but I could be so very wrong. Bri's got good mp3s. I miss him, but I love his computer. He's coming home from Israel four days later than he was going to previously.

Yup, that's pretty much it.

Adri