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Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Pink Pre-Historic Creatures Are Pretty
Well, my weekend was a ton 'o fun. I got so drunk that I saw a T. Rex, (no shit) and she was hot pink. Pretty cool, huh? I only hope that this weekend is even better. I doubt it will be, but a girl can dream, can't she?
I have my apt. with my new Neurologist in the morning. I hope it goes well. Dr. "Dick" (his name is Richard) is suspossed to go over all of my test results with me that the last Neurologist that I like to refer to as Dr. Fucktard never went over with me. I FINALLY had his office full of bitches (except one gal) send all of my records and test results to Dr. "Dick's" office today. I've only been trying to get them to do that for me for about five weeks now, no shit. I'm just glad that tonight is the last night that I will have to take the drug that I like to call "rat poison" ever again. HOORAY!!!
My Mom went yesterday and got me a new apartment. I move in next week. I must say that I didn't want to move because I felt that I was finally making this house a home, but since the break in, I have been one BIG anxiety attack. At least my new place is all central air and heat. That will be nice this winter. It has been totally renovated and has all new EVERYTHING. It's 2brs/1bath and seems to be a bit bigger than this place. I'm just ready to get settled someplace and have it feel like home. I'm so sick of this moving back and forth bullshit. My cool Uncle C is also going to be one of my neighbors and I can't tell you how cool that is. (Though I'm sure he'll get sick of seeing sooo much of me. Ha! Ha!)
I've been ever so depressed lately. I just feel like I'm a huge burden to everyone around me. I can't drive, so in order to get anywhere, I have to be picked up and then dropped off. My parents are spending money on me that they don't have to pay for doctors, bills, a new place to live, the list goes on and on. I'm feeling like a big blob that is just taking up space and breathing in air that someone else could use. I know I sound like I'm throwing myself a pitty party here, but that's how I feel and I can't help it. Maybe after seeing Dr. "Dick" tomorrow, I'll feel a bit better. I sure hope so. I'm not sure how long I can go on like this. On that very depressing note, I'm off to try and get some sleep. I'll return in the morning and do a 'lil post on how my visit went.
ttfn
Well, my weekend was a ton 'o fun. I got so drunk that I saw a T. Rex, (no shit) and she was hot pink. Pretty cool, huh? I only hope that this weekend is even better. I doubt it will be, but a girl can dream, can't she?
I have my apt. with my new Neurologist in the morning. I hope it goes well. Dr. "Dick" (his name is Richard) is suspossed to go over all of my test results with me that the last Neurologist that I like to refer to as Dr. Fucktard never went over with me. I FINALLY had his office full of bitches (except one gal) send all of my records and test results to Dr. "Dick's" office today. I've only been trying to get them to do that for me for about five weeks now, no shit. I'm just glad that tonight is the last night that I will have to take the drug that I like to call "rat poison" ever again. HOORAY!!!
My Mom went yesterday and got me a new apartment. I move in next week. I must say that I didn't want to move because I felt that I was finally making this house a home, but since the break in, I have been one BIG anxiety attack. At least my new place is all central air and heat. That will be nice this winter. It has been totally renovated and has all new EVERYTHING. It's 2brs/1bath and seems to be a bit bigger than this place. I'm just ready to get settled someplace and have it feel like home. I'm so sick of this moving back and forth bullshit. My cool Uncle C is also going to be one of my neighbors and I can't tell you how cool that is. (Though I'm sure he'll get sick of seeing sooo much of me. Ha! Ha!)
I've been ever so depressed lately. I just feel like I'm a huge burden to everyone around me. I can't drive, so in order to get anywhere, I have to be picked up and then dropped off. My parents are spending money on me that they don't have to pay for doctors, bills, a new place to live, the list goes on and on. I'm feeling like a big blob that is just taking up space and breathing in air that someone else could use. I know I sound like I'm throwing myself a pitty party here, but that's how I feel and I can't help it. Maybe after seeing Dr. "Dick" tomorrow, I'll feel a bit better. I sure hope so. I'm not sure how long I can go on like this. On that very depressing note, I'm off to try and get some sleep. I'll return in the morning and do a 'lil post on how my visit went.
ttfn
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