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Feeling pretty good. My appetite has returned. Had a lunch date yesterday, another tomorrow - both with former colleagues. Alas, my insomnia is still with me. Sleep in fits and starts from about 10:30 to 1:30-2am before finally getting up around 3 to read or go on the internet.

My head's starting to kinda look funny - to me anyway. After a month of growing in it's looking a lot like a peach! A quarter inch white fuzz is an odd look, believe me, especially when you consider the frequency with which I normally visit the barber!

A slight dark cloud on the horizon: the Bone Marrow Transplant Unit nurse called yesterday to tell me my creatinine levels were up (kidney problems) and that Dr Ansti wants blood work done this week. Other than that, things are on the up and up. (I think - and hope.)

Guitar: What guitar?

Book: The Black Book - Orhan Pamuk (Nobel winner)
This one's a challenge. It is the Turkish author's first book. I started it several months ago and then put it aside. Chapters/Indigo says: "The Black Book is a brilliantly unconventional mystery, and a provocative meditation on identity." Elsewhere, it is referred to as "complex". Indeed, it is. But I'm determined to get through it, though it is not your conventional novel.


Music: Red Headed Stranger - Willie Nelson

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