I talked to a friend from the 'net today on the phone for the first time. It surprises me it took so long for me to call her, as she's always been one of my favorite people and we have a lot in common. I really enjoyed her company and feel like I've made another closer friend :)

Today I go to the endocrinologist who I haven't seen in like a year. He's going to weigh me, poke me, prod me, squish my painful thyroid and tell me I'm fat and lazy. It'll just be grand!

Dr Friedman called with my blood results today. Cholesterol too high, putting me on lipitor to lower it. Otherwise, thyroid and diabetes levels check out. That rules them out as causes of my retardedness. I walked to the sandwich shop today and MAN did my hips kill. I came back here and pretty much almost passed out.

Saw a depressing movie called Wit with Emma Thompson. It's her in stage four terminal cancer, dying. It was moving, depressing, and sad. I wish I hadnt seen it. I don't know why I subjected myself to it. It was beautiful though. She's stunningly beautiful and has a great accent, too.

I'd write more, but I'm not in the mood. Being sick just beats all the creativity out of you.