My brother, so kindly, the other night mentioned that I looked like the girl from the Grudge movie every time he sees me. Don't you think that's a little exaggerated? And when does he see me? Patsy has me doing this 'write down everything you do and how long it takes you to do it' at work, which is so far, been pritti depressing. Cuz when one or two tasks takes up the day, you don't have much to write, and you don't feel so accomplished. We'll keep trying.