&; broken resolutions
Yesterday I spent a nice day at the Doctors office. I had to wait for about an hour, before they finally took me. He kept repeating himself saying "Well, it doesn't look broken but yadda yadda doo." He finally came to the assumption that my nose was healing like it should be, and if my nose gets screwed up somehow, he would be more than happy to give me a nose job. He didn't seem like a real professional Doctor, or a real type of Doctor at that. The whole time I was there, I was wishing I was back at home or even at my apartment. Anything could beat being there at that Doctors appointment. I finally got to take the plaster off my nose, which is a huge relief. The second I got home from my long day spent at the lovely Doctors, I fell right to sleep on the living room couch. I don't know why, but I was just so tired. It seemed like it came from nowhere.
What is this about Hurricane Isabel striking the east coast? All I can say, is that I'm glad I don't live anywhere near there. I have enough to worry about as it is. Too much to worry about, actually.
Where has Wade been?! I miss him. Anyone feel like going to the movies with me??
What is this about Hurricane Isabel striking the east coast? All I can say, is that I'm glad I don't live anywhere near there. I have enough to worry about as it is. Too much to worry about, actually.
Where has Wade been?! I miss him. Anyone feel like going to the movies with me??