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The doctorb (actually her assistant) said I had a virus, and sent me off with some prescriptions. I've now discovered in the latest attempt to screw us, our insurance has added a co-pay in addition to raising our prescription rates. Cost of 3 prescriptions (including 2 generic replacements)= about $75. Suck. But I did get 60 of the sudafed-guifenasin doodads, so I should be good for... well, forever. And she says I ought to be feeling better today and over the worst of it. Also, in case you're interested, I found out that wheezing is officially noise from your smallest little lung baggie things; I thought I was wheezing because crap in my lungs was making noise, but apparently the crap is not far enough into my lungs to count as actual wheezing. Er, okay then.

I've been dicking around with S2, and changed the look of my journal. What do you think? I'm pretty happy with it.

I finished Harry Potter 5. I hate to say it, but Harry is an idiot. I understand that he's 15 and full of angst and shit, but there were about 400 times when he could have just told the right person what was going on, and saved his fool self a lot of pain and misery. Maybe it's a British thing, or the fact that I was raised by therapists who always impressed upon me the value of communication. Ah, well.

And another thing...

You can mark today, September 26th, as the first day I've seen Christmas decorations. They were at the Walgreen's. You may commence to hurling now.

They were also selling car visor cd holders, and on the picture on the box it showed the cd holder in action- on a visor, with several cds therein. Including a Microsoft cd. In case you want to play your Word cd in your car stereo, I suppose.