September 17th, 2006

Moa: The King of Destruction

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I spent the morning beating Divine Beast Dran and fishing for Mardan Garayan, and the evening in the hospital getting tested for E. coli (actually, they gave me a stool sample cup to take home, but I don't think I'll bother using it) and then waiting for Curt's blood and urine test results. He was negative on all counts, with a slightly elevated white cell count. It took five hours to get that diagnosis, and that was just after we signed in. After that, we managed to get dinner at Taco Bell and make it home just before the skies opened. So I wore my raincoat for nothing and decided not to try to make a Borders run. Eerie Indiana will have to wait another week, because I'm living it here. And that's some long thunder for such a bright flash of lightning.

Today's reading included Kare Kano 18 and the rest of the first Fullmetal Alchemist novel (at the hospital). I started reading Gordon Korman's "Born to Rock", which was all that I've come to expect from his books, even though I haven't read one in years. I wish I could find his earlier books, because the nostalgia alone would be worth the cost even if the books weren't hilarious.

It's too late to care about stuff. I'm going to bed.