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Eye crap has moved around a little, so I'm not looking through a haze all the time. Which is good. I have to go back to the doctor's today, to see the glaucoma guy. I still don't want glaucoma.

And I am tired of talking about all of this. Really.

I'm glad to be going back to school- glad. At least it'll give me something else to think about, and you know, class isn't so bad...except for the parts where I'm bored to tears, of course...

I hate the idea of having to go back to that building yet again this week. Damned eye doctors. I want to sit down with everybody and get some answers, figure out what we're gonna do and then make plans to do it, already, but that has to wait at least a week. My surgeon's taking a little trip out of the country.

Gods, I'm tired. Damned early classes...