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Jul. 9th, 2004 04:57 pmHome from work after a rough day. Monday looks worse. A full legal sized sheet of paper full of patients. I can feel my stomach complaining already at the stress levels. And just found out that the other optician the boss hired has decided not to join us afterall. Onward we go, with our acid stomachs, carpal tunnel, migraines, and other stress related injuries. Have to run to the pochta as well - lots of bills to pay. Might do that tomorrow. Want to bake some Provincial herb bread tonight. Baking always calms me down. Time to get off my patootie.