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Awoke to the sounds of Saturday--neighbor's sewer line excavation project plus a couple of mowers and blowers. I got up somewhat earlier than normal and went out for a major breakfast.

I phoned the doctor that was referred by my PCP in late August and tried to get an appointment. The doctor (GI specialist) is completely booked through the end of the year! I was put on a waiting list and could be slipped in if there are cancellations. Otherwise, he has not yet set a 2015 schedule.

I dreamed last night that I was on Survivor. I had just declared my alliance with three females--essentially giving us four votes against the four other remaining men. The men's alliance was ticked off at my move, but I felt that it was necessary and appropriate to make that move.

In a second part of the dream, I was instrumental in getting one of the member's of my actual men's team a job or a position with a major company. He had used me as a reference and I had given him a positive recommendation. He was really pleased with what I had done.

Dance workshop tomorrow! I've been going over what I need to do to be ready for the workshop and make it through the afternoon of lessons. I'll have to get up and out a bit earlier than usual, eat well, carry some energy bars, and some water and juice. I found a red shirt buried in my closet. So, I'll be color-coded with the others from my classes. It promises to be a fun event--and for me, something I've not done since I've moved here. Oh, yeah!