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So, I thought this semester was going to be an easy one, you know, not much going on. I was wrong. It is for sure going to be the one from hell. I don't mind all the reading or the papers or anything else, it's just, well, it's that there is something every week, something important that has to be done.

Plus, I'm fucking going bald. Now, right in the front of my head, there is a huge bald spot. The doctor says it's because I am not digesting protein so they are making me drink protein that is partially...well, forget it, it's just too damned gross to think about. I have cut my hair twice and it is about an inch long all over, and still falling out. Next, I will shave the head and be done with it, but there is good news, that chin hair, the big black one that just pops out without warning, well, he is alive and doing well and not about to fall out, no sireee. So, my thinking is to just take the chin hair and do a wrap over, like, well, those really old men who think we don't know they are bald.

Today, I got a call from an old friend. Some day I'm going to blog about her, but today, I am just too damned tired. In fact, I am too tired to do anything. Tomorrow, I go back to the surgeon's office and am hoping that he can tell me that I am going to get back to normal, that I will be okay and not feel so tired all the time. That is what I am hoping.

So, I was hoping to see a naked man. No, not my husband, I don't hope to see him, but there was a naked man who has been streaking around town and I saw a man running, in a rain coat, and I could see his legs and I thought, oh boy, here comes the naked man, but nope, he was a man in shorts with a rain coat. Damn, had my hopes up. I mean, a naked man might make me feel better, especially if he is a good looking naked man. I should watch porn.
Well, all these weeks and I am still not blogging great things. Oh fuck it. I think I'll take a nap.
Oh, I can eat raw oatmeal mixed with plain nonsweat low fat yogurt. Yippie.