Could've Sworn

Some of my test results already started coming back in the afternoon. I'm some kind of anemic again - my red blood vessels are too big, and one other thing was too high. Everything else seems fine. Having had all of two partners in the last month, and both for movies, I'm not terribly surprised. My triglycerides are high, which makes no sense. Also, our HR person, Amy, had a stroke. Very very healthy person, but had some sort of rare congenital heart problem. On a whim, I decided to look up Ramers, who is apparently married to a woman. I don't even remember what he said when I first started seeing him that made me think it, but I thought for sure he was gay.

Ashley left her jacket in my car the last time she was visiting, and I've been meaning to drop it off at her folk's place since then, but haven't gotten around to it. Her parents are now going to visit her, so the urgency has stepped up a bit. I found her jacket still in my car, but with some discoloration. I'm hoping it's something that'll come out in the wash, or something that was already there. I was tired, so I figured I'd start the wash, rest a bit, then hang things to dry and head to the gym. Except I couldn't find my laundry key anywhere. I'm so tired of being absent minded. I feel like I'm constantly under a fog, except when I've got adrenaline to lift it. I searched for hours, and while I finally found it, it was too late to do laundry or go to the gym. Damien messaged me because he wants to go out. Can't help you, watching The Last Unicorn instead.