So many things have gone wrong this week that I don't even know where to begin so I'll just start listing them at random. First, one of my assistants confessed that she had taken my ATM card and only told me about it because I called the police when I realized my balance was different from the one I was expecting. She had a good reason, and I'm sorry for her problem but I wish she would have just asked me in the first place. I would have given her the money and helped her deal with the situation in a more appropriate manor. Desperate people do desperate things, I guess. Secondly, my friend Sherisa is still in the hospital. It's been over a week. Last night everybody, including her dad, felt she was going to die. All I could do was sit at my computer and try not to fall apart awaiting the inevitable announcement. But the universe was on her side and this morning she's eating, talking, and acting normally. Thirdly, I'm supposed to give a workshop in a week in a place that's in the middle of nowhere in upstate New York. I thought it was in one place but it's at another. Luckily, one of my assistants can drive me and one of my other assistants so I called the van rental people today and emailed them too. Although, no one got back to me. Maybe tomorrow, but if not I'll call again. Fourthly, my chair broke again. I had the thing for 40 hours if that. The thing has spent more time being repaired or needing a part replaced than I've spent using it. Talk about annoying. I finally called my health insurance and asked them what did I do to report a lemon. Now, I have all the information and am armed with it when I go to the doctor's appointment. Fifthly, my fellowship, which seems to be cursed needed to be moved again because they're doing big construction on the campus. Now, I can't go until April 2010 which is one year later than when I was going to originally. Bearing in mind that the April date is the second date they've chosen for me. Lastly, I found out that I can't attend my friend's engagement party because the buses don't run in Ware (a town near me) on Saturday.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be better. I'm going to the annual ADA celebration picnic in Gardner. It's the only time that disabled people in the state get together to be social rather than political, and I wouldn't miss it unless I was at death's door.

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