My digestion is all messed up and I think it’s making me stupid. I cannot seem to fill in these scantron forms that I use every day. It’s like my brain has just forgotten. I hate that stupid feeling.

So, I had to go to a meeting today to learn how to fill out forms for another program that pays off utility bills for people. The meeting was held in this weird entry room type space of this hotel that was converted into senior apartments. The room was freaking cold which I don’t really comprehend in a senior residence. It’s been my experience that old people like the temperature to be just this side of Phoenix. Anyway, I was glad that I wore a padded bra under the shirt today. The only bathroom available to the 20 of us at the meeting kept getting mysteriously locked which was not a good situation in my condition. I know it’s petty to comment on physical appearances, but it is rare to find a healthy looking, appropriately dressed person who works in the social work field. Frightening.

Let’s see, I guess I forgot to comment on Isabel—she was a dud. Not much rain. Very little destruction. I was a little disappointed. Oh well, we are supposed to be getting some storms this week.

I also did not take my belt test. Turns out that I won’t be testing for green probably anyway and I was more than prepared to be testing for orange with a stripe. I’m trying not to be annoyed because I know that martial arts shouldn’t be about ambition, but I know what I know.

Had some long phone conversations with Julio, Maddy and my old roommate (who I passed to Maddy when I left) from New Mexico. She’s pretty funny. She argued with me about whether Georgia had a coast line on the Atlantic. For such an intelligent woman (she’s going for a Ph.D. in micro or molecular biology), she can pick some silly arguments.

I have some very Nellie Olson corkscrew curls going on today. I always wanted those when I was little. I had straight hair that my mom always had cut so short that people mistook me for a boy then. I have this one preschool picture of me in a sailor dress—looked like a really cute boy in a dress. Strangely, I had about three preschool boyfriends. Wonder what’s happened to them.

I’d better go so I can move my computer into the bathroom for the last hour of work.

Love to all.