Managed health care just cost me two hours of sleep, but i got a new (free)(faster) blood sugar checker thingie.
And I learned to never again wait in the pharmacy next to the pediatrics department. Those little fuckers wail when they're sick.
Other than that, Copernicus is doing well, the cats are being goofy, and i am doing alright. I need to clean my house by 830pm Thursday, and i just don't have enough hours.
Work was fairly pleasant last night, amazingly enough. Everybody was miserable and sleep deprived, and i just didn't care.
I'm starting to realize where i've worn out my welcome (or maybe i'm just over it), but it's okay. happens every few years. I've got high standards.