I just pulled Mazzy down from a shelf, and she scratched me with her claws. Right on my wrist, parallel to my arm. Nobody will ever believe me.

I just received my last issue of the National Liberty Journal. There was a letter that came with the issue that stated that I won't receive any more issues unless I send in a donation. I'm not quite sure how I began receiving Jerry Farwell's monthly 24 page tribute to hate, but it has kept me up to date on the Religious Reich's activities.

Went to game night at the Diesel Café. Not nearly as many people showed up as the last time I went. However, Boggle seems to be a much better game, now that we know that you can build words diagonally.

on_reserve made the quote of the night when she said, "I was just so overwhelmed with the glory of the four letter word."

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I felt jittery the whole time I was out. I don't know why, but I just couldn't get my nerves together. There was absolutely nothing to be nervous about. It wasn't a panic attack, because it didn't come on suddenly nor was it brief. I left early. I feel like I'm drifting.