Not that an amateur use of classification matters, but it is not dementia plaguing me yet. With my budget under strain, I am losing the benefit of my fish consumption, which mitigates my mood, and I've a week and a half to go until my shoe string money management returns to normal. I am doing the best I can, but if I threaten you all within an inch of your lives, pitch in and buy me a flavored Vuse capsule.
I'll be forcing myself to a lot of bed rest. It is like a Catch 22. The more strain on my physiology, the less I'm able to work despite how badly I need to push.
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