Doc Samson says I'm offically not crazy. er, that is, I'm stable enough to not turn into a blubbering mess every time I am around more than three people.

so. I am re-entering what passes for normal society around here with a new job!

I am (according to Mr. Summers) the Amazing X-secretary for the school. I get a cubby office and answer the phones. and mail out your college transcripts. this should hopefully keep me out of the mental institution trouble.

...I haven't posted all month. Guess I haven't had much to share.

I think I flunked my midterm. don't know for sure though.

I am within 10lbs of my pre-pregnancy weight!

and I have a mountain of maternity clothes that no one here needs...anyone know of a resale shop or whatnot?

Dr. Bartlet, if your sister would like her clothing back, I'll be more than happy to box it up for her.

my stomach hates me, possibly even more than after I had the baby, which I didn't think was possible. stretching and doing forms before going back to class appearantly didn't work.

OW.

and I'm behind on my form parts too.

double OW. why can't I be telekinetic right now?

Hey, Ms Blaire, are tai chi classes still the same day/time as before summer started or did they change? I want to get back to it now that I can.

I've been practicing a little too if you could check my forms?

Hey Manuel are you okay? I saw you talking to Ms. Braddock and it felt like a bad taste in my brain.

hey, Kyle, since we both can't/won't eat the icecream, you want to go get some gelato in town?

this is so disgusting.

Manuel, you have not come to visit me when I've been awake.

this makes me sad.

I can officially have real coffee again and can see my feet. my happiness is much.

had baby. big OUCH is lies.

don't ahve kids.

ow. backcramps hurt.

someone care. or else.