| Making myself be brave | [Nov. 3rd, 2009|10:25 am] |
Yesterday I emailed a Section 8 apartment locator to ask for a list of complexes so I could start researching them. (No reply yet)
Earlyish this AM I sent a chatty email to an acquiantance I'd like to be better friends with.
A few minutes ago I called Animal Trustees of Austin to see if they had cat muzzles so I could get my super-skittish cat her rabies shot (the guy on the phone said they did).
Just now I called Petticoat Fair to see if they have the size and brand bra I wear, and how much they charged for it (they had it, but it'd be marginally cheaper to mailorder it).
There go my spoons for a while.
And on Thursday I need to explain to my pdoc that I want a medication because it might reduce the sexual side effects of Effexor. JOY. At least I can link him to the study.
I need a nap now. |
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