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A flurry of dreams this morning, all of which centered around my having a chemical imbalance. One in which my schizophrenia led to a drug overdose as each of my three personalities was taking the drug that was supposed to cure me/us. One in which I became aware that I had not actually been pregnant, given birth, and started raising my baby daughter, but in fact had been carrying around a child's doll since the "birth" and everyone I came into contact with had just been humoring me. There were more but those are the clearest. Hmm... wonder if my mind is trying to tell me something?

Trouble in Paradise...

Hmmm. This animation thing is going to be difficult me thinks. I can't seem to figure out how to do anything. And the Blender program doesn't like the program files the Dojo works with. And for some reason, the internet doesn't like me much... it doesn't want to show me my mail, and I have to play games with it to get to webpages I want... and that doesn't always work. And my little feet are cold. Whine.

Well, I really ought to be getting more important things done anyhow. After that, maybe I will look for some sort of "Intro to Blender" on the net.

Whew

Grocery shopping pretty much accomplished.
I could not find pistachio jello pudding stuff. I somehow missed the mini marshmallows too, and the aisles were too packed for me to be efficient, even with going through the likeliest ones a couple times. So no marshmallows yet. I also did not get the other ingredients for the pistachio salad stuff since I did not have a recipe. So those are the only main items missing. Eek store was busier than I had hoped though... ah well, at least it's out of the way. Headache though. And hot.

Mmmm nice to be home. Quiet, cool, spacious. Now let's see if I can get my mail.