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Brain? No brain.

I'm not certain what it is but I'm fairly miserable. Not my mood. The mood is pretty good. But physically I'm completely toast. Burnt, charred, smoking toast. I wish I could be certain it was gluten. Sleep consists of lots of tossing and turning and waking up feeling like I haven't slept in three days. Quite a bit of the time I feel like I spent the previous night in a moshpit or under the toes of a troupe of tap dancing elephants. Had a blood test on Tues. Have a doctor's appointment next Monday. Oh, I hope the tests show something useful.

In the meantime brain function is declining at a precipitous rate. If this keeps up I'll be drinking Bud, listening to country music, and voting Republican within a month.

"You don't know what you got 'til it's gone." --- Joni Mitchell "Big Yellow Taxi"