This morning, I almost slept through my doctor's appointment. My alarm went off at seven, again at eight, chiming unattended in the silent, sleeping house until eight-twenty, when the right two neurons finally connect in my brain. It's pouring outside.

( Under the cut lies medical stuff. It was scary for me to go through, and I'm not all the way over it yet. Be gentle. )

This entry is nonfiction, and was written both to document this morning for myself, and for therealljidol: Week 8: First World Problems. Constructive criticism is welcome, but be sensitive of the content please.

So much more work than the trite little list I've always made for New Years Resolutions, but I have a feeling this is going to be more than worth it.

This is going to be a challenge, to get all of these done by September 30th, 2011. I look forward to crossing them off, one by one.

( So here goes. )

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