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It's been a rough weekend considering how fucking little happened. The big punctuation would be, I guess, that my dad came into town. I know there's a few new people on my FList so let me catch you up real fast - we don't get along. At all. It was bad considering it wasn't that bad. But that man can suck the joy right out of the fucking room. And that was Saturday and it rattled the shit out of me. My equilibrium still isnt back.
Sunday was mellow, readings for class and trying to take care of shit but I was still off kilter which is probably why I thought all fucking day yesterday(Monday) was the 11th. Why's that matter? Well, because I fucking had a follow up with my Infectious Disease specialist on October 12th. Which I thought was today - Tuesday. SO I MISSED IT. AWESOME!
By the way? My goddamn car still hasnt gotten fixed after three fucking weeks. *curses and sputters* Fucking fuck, you guys. Mother fucking fuck. Not fucking on.
On the upside, I finished my bit for the Star Trek Big Bang and I wrote 10,000+ words of My Chem fic. It's all dark, twisty and incredibly painful but at least SOMETHING got fucking done because god knows nothing else did. Damnit it. Tomorrow needs to be better. A lot.
Sunday was mellow, readings for class and trying to take care of shit but I was still off kilter which is probably why I thought all fucking day yesterday(Monday) was the 11th. Why's that matter? Well, because I fucking had a follow up with my Infectious Disease specialist on October 12th. Which I thought was today - Tuesday. SO I MISSED IT. AWESOME!
By the way? My goddamn car still hasnt gotten fixed after three fucking weeks. *curses and sputters* Fucking fuck, you guys. Mother fucking fuck. Not fucking on.
On the upside, I finished my bit for the Star Trek Big Bang and I wrote 10,000+ words of My Chem fic. It's all dark, twisty and incredibly painful but at least SOMETHING got fucking done because god knows nothing else did. Damnit it. Tomorrow needs to be better. A lot.