Well, Here Goes...

I called in today. I'm not really sure how I managed that, but I'm pretty impressed with myself. Talking was hard and my throat still feels all ripped up from it, but I guess I sounded convincingly hoarse because Charles didn't question the fact that I needed to stay home. Maybe it had something to do with the unspoken rule that you never call in sick on pay day unless you really are. Tomorrow might be a different story, though, because Saturday's busy and

sorry, I got distracted. That last paragraph took me about an hour to type. I was talking about...Saturday. Yeah, OK, right. Saturday is going to be really hard because I'm definitely going to have to call in again. I need the time to figure things out. I'm going to be going through a long period of readjustment, I think.

I went to bed early last night feeling all right, but my shoulders and my back itched a little. They usually itch for some reason, and it felt good kind of rubbing my back against the bed, like I was a kind of bear, only I wasn't ten feet tall or standing up. Anyway, after that I got this weird headache...you know how...what are they called...those headaches where it hurts behind your eyes? It was like that only pushed more to the front. My eye-holes were all achy and weird. So I took some ibuprofen and that helped and then I went to sleep because I was suddenly really tired.

And then I woke up, and looking at things kind of hurt. I kept seeing like, the opposite walls of my room both at once but I couldn't focus on anything. I kept *trying* but it hurt too much, so I just curled up in bed for a while. Tried to go back to sleep but couldn't. The highway was really busy outside and the kids were stupidly loud going to school. That and Thesaurus was playing outside of my door. This made me tense for some reason and when he wouldn't quit I thought I'd go and make him shoo somewhere else.

I hopped down off the bed, which...was my first clue that something was wrong. I stopped and turned to try and see things, but...it took me a while to make sense out of everything I was seeing. It's...weird being able to read the computer screen *and* read the books on the shelf behind you at the same time. I'm still trying to work that out, but it's better than before.

Sorry, this is taking a long time and I'm not sure if I've really said anything that makes sense yet. Uhm...I'm a rabbit now. I have the good fortune of still...remembering things mostly, but not fortunate enough to, you know, have thumbs. Everything's really big and I can't reach my doorknob to get out, and even if I did Thesaurus would be there anyway. Dunno if he'd recognize me but I don't want to find out without Odis.

Maybe I'll say more later, but I'm hungry right now. Thankfully I left cake in here last night, and some tea, and I'm going to go and try to work out the whole eye thing. It makes me feel like a bug or something.

Strata

It's kind of funny how quickly your mind can adapt to massive changes. And since this change is about as massive as it gets...

It took me a while to get the whole eye thing, but that weirdness is kind of settling down. Occassionally I'll get freaked because I can't see right in front of where my head is pointing, so I'll keep ticking my neck this way or that way. I'm glad no one's here to see me, because it'd look like I have a mental disorder.

It's...the world's developing into two...layers, I guess. There's down here and up there. Down here is what makes me feel comfortable, like all of my plush in the closet or being under the bed. Under the bed is the best ever because I can pretty much sit and watch my room from a warm, comfortable spot and no one'd think to look here. I've got a little fortress made out of my board games and a heater box. It's awesome. :)

Up there is where all the useful stuff is, like...cake and water, cups and the computer and everything. It's nice being 'down here', but if I want to *do* anything I have to go 'up there', which is exciting but dangerous and a little unnerving. I don't like the feeling of being exposed, suddenly; I can see a lot more stuff but I can't see everything and that makes me nervous.

Oh! How I'm able to type stuff. Uhm...carefully. The only reason you're not seeing all this...hitting double-keys and stuff is because I'm a perfectionist and I keep having to go back and make sure I do it right. It's a pain and slow going; I can't tell you how weird it is to suddenly have toes where your fingers are. And I guess I have a thumb, but...it's really just this claw that I can't move. I can feel it though. Anyway, it's hard to type for very long but I usually just do a paragraph and go back under the bed and come out and do another one. Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

Hearing is awesome. You would not believe how much...it gets kinda loud when I'm 'up there,' but it's not too bad. Uhm...I can hear all the cars outside, on the highway and the streets, and the birds outside, and pretty much anyone who's walking on any balcony for two apartments. And Thesaurus. Odis isn't up still because I can hear his fan. Through two closed doors.

The nose is another thing. Man I stink. Or...er, used to. :) Now it's not so bad. Good thing I took a shower last night.

Uhm, I should do comments now. And I'm almost out of cake.