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13 December 2001 It was The Employer, returning my long-lost message of almost a week ago. He didn't sound apologetic or anything, no explanations as to why it had taken so long for him to respond -- instead he sounded surly and disgruntled, as if it had been my fault somehow for the delay. He wanted to know my availability, but this was said in a tone which insured that my first instinct would be to say I was booked up from now until forever. Still haven't called back - I'll try to do it sometime today, if I ever get up the nerve. A few hours after hearing this message, I woke up with the worst headache I've ever had. Intense pain, lots of throbbing, and if I moved my head around at all, it got worse. After a while, it felt like I had no head anymore -- just an angry, seething orb atop my shoulders. I tried to get back to sleep, figuring that ignoring the headache might make it go away, and after some time, I succeeded. When I woke up this morning, my head still hurt, but it isn't that bad right now. Coincidence between these two events? I don't think so. Items (summarized) from The Blotter: [1]
[1] The Blotter is the most popular part of our local newspaper. It's a list of crimes, misdemeanors, traffic stops and whatnot that took place in the last few days. It's popular because it lists all sorts of gossip fodder -- names, ages and addresses of the offending persons, lists of what was taken, how much the damage was worth, all sorts of things that nosy people (which is a category that includes everyone in town, including me) want to know. |
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