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I'm back!

So I went on a little mini vacation this past weekend, and decided to cool it from the blogosphere. I missed you all!

I had some interesting experiences this weekend with el groucho poucho and the incision from hades.

I haven't had many if at all any problems with my incision, until we got into the car to leave good old WNY. I twisted the wrong way and it felt like someone stabbed me! GAH! It hurt bad! So occasionally through out the weekend, and a little bit now, I feel this burning/stabby pain. It pretty much sucks bad, but I am going to the doc on Thursday. It isn't constant, thank god, but its more like...just noticeable.

Back to work in less than a week. That is kind of sad, as I definitely did not accomplish all I wanted to. Oh well...

I went to the farmers market this morning, and of course, everything looked AWESOME. Props to the WNY name it, I bought it. For 25 bucks I got enough fruits, veggies, and herbs for the week, as well as three lbs of the most delicious chicken sausage ever! Dinner should be great!

Anywho - tonight is the last support group meeting I can go to until the semester is over. Sad to report, that also starts soon. Dear graduate school, please be over soon. Love, me.

I'll be making updates to my site soon. I am looking to revamp the look of my bloggy blog. Should be fun, and able to do it before I have to concentrate on school and my thesis.

Anywho - off to cook. See ya'll later!


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