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Dec. 22nd, 2005

I went to Occupational Therapy today, which is physical therapy.  I have to go something like 2 or 3 times per week for a month to work on my prestidigitation.  They gave me some therapeutic silly putty to squish for practice and some kind of contraption that goes on my thumb and uses rubber bands to hold my joint flexed.  It looks like something out of a Marilyn Manson video or those things I had clamped on my molars in highschool.  And it cuts the blood supply off while it's on.  But I'll give it a shot because hey, I saw some people there that make Stephen Hawking look like Brett Favre and I don't want to do anything to jeopardize anything (or anything).

I'm hopefully leaving early from work tomorrow to beat the ferry traffic, and make it home before dinnertime if I'm lucky.  I'm going to be testing my new cellphone for reception on the interstate, hopefully it will hold up fine.

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