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I'm thinking about having to go through three and a half hours of neuropsych testing this afternoon. Exhausting! Endless sequences of little triangles and squares and rectangles - worse than constructing models of isomers for organic chem class. And these stupid little cards that tell stories in pictures that you have to put in sequence. I think I'll make all my stories go backwards this afternoon just to see the look on the good doctor's face. I'm thinking of getting in touch with Aunt Elsa (it's been a while, and I might need a safe place to stay after next November). I'm thinking of an isolated stretch of the Colorado River that I discovered where huge fish can be heard jumping out of the water all night long and how nice it would be to go down there with a sleeping roll, a fishing pole, and a few good books and just vanishing for a few days. I'm thinking about how Mike the muscian is going to be gone up in Aspen for his masters class in classical guitar, and I'm really going to miss him while he's gone. I'm thinking about how much I miss getting to go into a library to work. I wonder if those stupid squares and rectangles will help me do that again someday...
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