So today, I went to the doctor's and talked about getting referred to a GIC (note that I said neither "saw a doctor" nor "got referred to a GIC").
I ALREADY have a pounding headache created by bureaucratic fools. This headache will be permanent for a few years, I guess.
My grandfather is dead. I'll write a coherent post about him later.
We're a family of Jewish atheists. Did we take the ashes home from the funeral? Nope. We took home all the extra food and lived on it for two days.