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The only way I can fall asleep before 7 a.m. now is through artificial means. I did the Nyquil at 3 a.m. last night and managed to drag myself out of bed before 2, with effort. This is the first time in two weeks I've had to be in school before 5:30 (due to my anthro professor giving birth, 7-lb 9-oz boy and now she's back and grading papers like nothing happened).

This isn't working for me. This isn't working for me. Maybe it's the two slices of cold pizza I insisted on consuming with my coffee before I left. I usually don't eat before I leave and usually I don't eat carbs at all. There have been no groceries bought in the past two weeks so I've been subsisting on a mostly-carb diet when I'm not at Mint Manor and as we have established in this space, carbs make me hate myself.

This isn't working for me. The sick stomach and exhaustion and difficulty breathing in anthro class isn't working out for me. Difficulty breathing due to, circle one:
a. asthma
b. boredom
c. eating carbs and hating myself
d. all of the above
e. none of the above.

Correct answer: b. I have been known to have difficulty breathing when I become bored. It's true. I don't know why. Also I was diagnosed with mild asthma long ago, then forgot about it, but I think it never went away. Or maybe it's that I'm too fat to breathe. Sometimes I think that even though it's not true, and that may lead to psychosomatic constriction of air passages. In other words, I'm hating myself to the point of asphyxiation. This is a possibility, too.

Someone call me
a. a physician
b. a dentist
c. a psychiatrist
d. a sleep specialist
e. all of the above
f. none of the above, I don't have health insurance.

Correct answer?

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