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So today at the paper, no one came in at like 3 am to put inserts in papers and see them on their merry little way, so the paper was 5 hours late, and half the building was back stuffing papers. Peachy! People were calling in all morning asking where their paper was- lucky me I was only up for the first half hour. Of course, it being month end, boss was in a bitchy mood. Though I'm not really sure when my boss is ever not in a bitchy mood. Spent most of the day running quarters through the coin counter, which allows for headphone usage.

Went to the doctors. She said I most likely came into contact with something and put me on steroids. It's less itchy today, and seems to be going down as it is, so hopefully I won't be all bumpy much longer.

Dad is making lasagna and it is making me hungry.

I am moving to a city I have been to once, that is more than 3x the size of anyplace I've ever lived, will likely be living with someone I have never met in my life, with no job lined up at all.

Am I out of my mind?
Seriously, it hasn't entirely hit me yet, but I might be freaking out a little.