I have a bunch of stuff I need to do before leaving on thursday morning and am getting all torqued and paralyzed over what order to do it in. there is laundry. there is packing. there is scooping the cat boxes. there is getting my pharmacy coverage updated. there is getting my meds refilled and for one of them I need to see my doc so I should call her voicemail but I am afraid to find out if she is still at the clinic. she might not be. she was on leave of absence for awhile. maybe she's back.
anyway I'm thinking if I go to bed at 8 and get up at 6 I will have time to do some of those things tomorrow plus a few others that have actually to do with school, that full-time job of mine.
I wish I were up for all this. I haven't completely recovered from the midweek shock. by now it's all personal and bound up with my peculiar psychopathology so there isn't even that much political left in it anymore except to the extent that the hellfire baptists within alarmingly appear in the political arena without.