6:29 am trying the later launch…the extra 30 of sleep is a good thing, i know that. Up a bit later tonight because of D and Ciara’s birthday party at the fibber island annex (Polly gone mad)

6:48 am this is the crunch time- to get there by 7. I’m assured that it is, though I’ll be more comfortable once confirmed.

7:01 am made it, just enough time to buy a ticket and hop on. Contact HR about the discount program. Also, pick up shampoo, TP and petty cash on the way home. This week, get another pair of pants, 2 pr. Socks,2 shirts, underwear. Dreamt last night of losing a tooth… All that was left shaped like a moth’s. Wing made of enamel. It was sore but not painful.

7:53 am in with time to spare, even though the cab from the train station didn’t take plastic, so we had to side track to a nearby ATM. Brett and Jeff both came in shortly after me…. good to see early starters!

12:17 pm at the hospital. I tripped over a power cord, landed on my left knee, and managed to further knock my back out of whack.

12:42 pm just had a fit of hysteria from being strapped down for the last 2 hours. My nose is now full of mucus, and i can’t get any tissues. I hate this. I want out now. At least my arms are free, but i still feel trapped here.

2:05 pm out of radiology… Unstrapped at last. Waiting now for what i assume is a shot of an anti-inflammatory.

2:17 pm no shot? Just a prescription for vicodin and a referral to another doctor. Good grief. The referral is for a Delray doctor…I’m also not to report back to work until Monday. I need to Call Donna (xt 102?) re: workman’s comp docs

4:04 pm waited about 2 hours for a cab to the tri-rail… Gave up, went to the bus stop, and got ride there in under 5 minutes. Lesson learned? F yellow cab in Delray Beach and hooray for palm tran.

4:28 pm boo for tri-rail’s 20-minute tardy train and ticket machine that can neither read my visa card, and gives 17.25 in change back to me in Susan b Anthony dollars.

4:39 pm “boarding in approximately 10 minutes ”

4:51 pm aboard. Hm. Days like this (Years like this) make me disbelieve in a “non- reincarnation” one-life karma. I will admit that 2000-now has been mostly great. January 2003-now has been mostly poor save for a few delightful bright spots. I foresee more good than bad in the year to come. A new job, some new friends, and good thoughts are there.

6:04 home! Cute kids on the train… entertaining teens on the way home from school. I found out the mystery package is a returned Christmas box I sent mid-December. I wonder now if all the Valentine’s Day prezzies made it?

More Lustful than Wrathful .. that’s a good thing, eh? (meme du jour)

The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the First Level of Hell – Limbo!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers) Moderate
Level 1 – Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) Very High
Level 2 (Lustful) High
Level 3 (Gluttonous) Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) Moderate
Level 6 – The City of Dis (Heretics) Very Low
Level 7 (Violent) Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) Moderate
Level 9 – Cocytus (Treacherous) Low

Take the Dante’s Inferno Hell Test

I am Ned Flanders!
Which Simpsons Character are YOU?

The boobah zone. – Mucho fun, if you’re on some form of medication.