I was at work the other day having a nightmare of a panic attack. I'll get into that in a bit.
I noticed Steph has signifigantly gained weight. She had to have gained all the weight she lost, and then at least 20 or so more back. I know I'm a terrible person for saying so, but, I feel her weight was one of the stupid things that she said she'd do then flake out on. It's good to know she gives up so easily. Still.
Onto my panic attack - holy crap. I'm fairly sure the one I had was one of the worst. I feel bad since I just kinda used most of the day afterward doing elearning and level 1 certifications.
Me and Nora finally have keys. I think the house is haunted, but I watch those stupid haunting shows on the Discovery channel. But, to be honest - given with the amount of people *ever* that have passed away - wouldn't it be hard walking 15 feet to NOT have something haunted?
My tooth/gums hurt. My gums are super swollen.