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Lunatic's day (so far)

Woke up. Realized that my behaviour when awake and not wanting to be is similar to, but worse than, my behaviour (specifically, coordination) when drunk. Made a note of it.

Went to plasma place. Waited for an hour before noting that people who came in after me were being called. Pointed this out to staff, who discovered that in fact my file had not been pulled.

Gave plasma. Headed home. Picked up lunch. Came home. Read e-mail.

Next: calling to see if the Maniac is in, then picking up the Little Fayoumis from school, then going to my school and getting some sort of special routing form that has to be signed under the dark of the moon with a silver pen filled with the blood of a goat and the bodily fluids of all the deans before I can actually be registered for my class.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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