Here we see the only known picture in existence of me and Sasmo. It was taken the first night I got here by my RA. To our right you'll see her inability to capture images on film. It's fun being a smart ass. It's even more fun to be in my room alone without the abominable snowman. Later tonight I might take a bus to downtown doom, but I think it's getting too late for that. We'll see.

I still have sticky residue on my chest from my Holter monitor thingy on Wednesday. I hear my MRI doesn't look “grossly abnormal.” That's… cool. Yes, pretty fricken sweet. Heh. I listened to KSDJ in the MRI tube. They played that Switchfoot song Maren likes. It made me smile. Also, an MRI sounds a lot like electronic noise music. I thought of CFSR. Joyous! Hmm, there might have been another point to this entry, but I forget.

p.s. I own My Neighbor Totoro now. *sings*

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