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May. 31st, 2012 10:24 amIt's Thursday. It has taken me hours to work this out. I keep thinking it's Friday and that I have to be at the dentist. Instead it's Thursday and I get to torment my world-building class. My inner prophet sees butchers' paper in their future, and Medieval chronicles. My other inner prophet sees that I have no medical appointments today and that my eyes seem to be operational: my day will be full of words.