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Thursday, Sept. 27, 2001 - 6:48 A.M.

Thank God For Skin!

Digital Bastard readout: screw that! I'm still claiming the 18.5 pounds that it said yesterday!

I tried something new. I doubled my "X". Oh. My. God. All I can say is thank GOD I have skin. I damned near came out of it, lemma tell ya! Sweats. Shakes. Fast pulse. Feeling like I was going to puke, hoping at some point that I would. (I DON'T puke.) There was a time in my life that after this teeth grinding and nauseating experience, my reaction would be, "Hey, maybe I should try that again." I guess I care more now about the possibility of dying. I think I would die if I came out of my skin. It would certainly be messy. Skin is kind of nature's girdle.

Remember a few days ago, I said that something big was happening. Well, it is. I am in the process of resigning my job because I have been offered an opportunity no one in the world would pass up, that provides me autonomy, administration, retirement, other benefits and TWICE my current salary. But it requires that I get out of my current contract and being that the school year has begun, it is not a happy thing for my current employer. I abhor confrontation. So this is NOT a good time for me. Please bear with me. My letter is being faxed right now, as I write this. So I am completely scattered. Thank GOD for skin, for it also holds me together when I think I am coming apart.

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