**28 Weeks Later was good. Really good. I told everyone to buy their tickets online ahead of time and I wanted to get to the theater early. Tim scoffed at this, saying, “It won’t be bad.” So we didn’t leave early. And we ended up sitting in the front row. I told him that never again can he make fun of my need-to-be-early compulsions. So, while I don’t recommend sitting in the front row to watch the thing, I do recommend the movie itself.
**Tim’s graduation, though ungodly long, was good. I also got to see a couple other people that I had forgotten were graduating. I was glad I could go. It hasn’t sunk in with him yet that he’s done with school. I told him that it’ll feel a little weird now, but will truly mess with his mind come September.
**I got a letter from Columbia which is not the acceptance letter I had anticipated. It states that I have been placed on a waiting list and if available spots open up I will be notified. As late as the end of summer. So I guess this September, not to mention the next two years of my life, are a little up in the air.
**I have one. I started feeling weird on Thursday and went to the doctor’s Friday morning after work. All weekend I’ve been taking antibiotic and vacillating through varying degrees of uncomfortable misery. I tell you what, I’ve had cramps so painful all I could do was lie in bed and cry. I’ve had stitches and staples inserted into both of my eyeballs. I would gladly endure that sort of pain again over this incessant need to pee. It’s maddening. I took all my medicine as prescribed and still want to hit my head repeatedly into a wall, so back to the doctor I go. I hate doctors.