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Monday, May 16th, 2005

Date:2005-05-16 02:21
Subject:Oh man
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Well, there's a first time for everything. Today was a first time for me embarrassing myself in front of 1000+ people. That's right, I sent out an email to the entire userbase of theAssbook, only to realize in horror that a very tiny bug resulted in the initial "Hey, Yitzhak" being carried over into every successive email... which mean, by the time it approached the end of the list, there was a line of "Hey, Yitz, Hey Harold, Hey, Eric" going on for PAGES. First, I stared in abject horror. Then, I burst out laughing. Then, I fixed the bug and sent a better email out. Well, my self-esteem will be down a few notches for the next couple minutes, *that's* for certain.

On a lighter note, still crazy ringing in ears, still no balance (actually, quite a bit less balance than yesterday), still no alcohol or caffeine or nicotine. No sex, no drugs, and no rock'n'roll because it sounds really unpleasant right now. In short, this condition is turning me into a SQUARE. Well, the MRI results should be in on Tuesday or so, maybe they'll have a clue then.

Oy, now to get caught up on work.

You know, not to make light of anyone's troubles here - but the thing is, I was starting to get worried (I need to pass classes, get certain grades, get paperwork done, all with my health getting fucked up, etc. etc.) and I was almost getting that feeling of coming under the wheel... when I realized there's no point to it. Literally, no point at all. Either I'll make it or I won't, and I'll do my best, but worrying isn't going to make it better. In fact, it's not a question of whether I'll make it or not, but simply exactly how spectacular my success is going to be compared to most of the world's population. I feel like that's true for most of us, but we DO take it for granted, and even when we realize it, it doesn't tend to make us feel any better. Hmmph. Well, it works for me. Things really aren't that bad. When you have a few things to complain about, you still have a million things to be thankful for. Naturally, we take that all for granted. Maybe my goal from now on is to take nothing for granted.

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