It was the aftermath of the screening. I had an almost complete loss of energy. I woke up barely able to walk. Last night I got up from a completely zoned out position to get a glass of milk and I could barely stand up. I collapsed in front of the bathroom door TWICE and broke a toe nail.
Okay. I am really beginning to dread when my mom gets a fuckerload of appraisal work. It means that she gets paid, but it also means that she has complete control of the computer most of the time. I need an iphone but I doubt if I will get one anytime soon, if ever.