Sunday, May 01, 2005, 8:34 p.m.
Still sick, and, frankly, quite discouraged about it. Quit my job today. Saw The Interpreter last night. Both good things.
I'm sick of being sick.
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Still sick. And unhappy.
Sunday, May 01, 2005, 8:34 p.m. Still sick, and, frankly, quite discouraged about it. Quit my job today. Saw The Interpreter last night. Both good things. I'm sick of being sick.
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