Oh craps!
I am having that anxiety feeling like I forgot something super important and I can't figure out what it was!
Maybe going to CVS...
I keep thinking "Hey... I could be an awesome blogger if I ever had the motivation to blog."
I've started like... 3. And each have under 10 posts in them. WTF brah, as they say.
ALSO I like using ellipses far more than I should. Maybe because everything I say is stream-of-consciousness.
And you know what is SUPER FUN?! Battling with the insurance company! Oh BOY!
I've got 3 hospital all up in my business like PAY US, BITCH OR WE WILL BREAK YOUR FACE! And I am like "Hey, slow down man. I'll get you the money, just give me a few days. I swear! Don't touch my family please. PLEASE! No... no, not that! Anything but that!"
*crack*
"OH GOD MY ARM!"
"Yeah... now you REALLY need a hospital, punkass."
At least that is how it is playing out in my mind where the hospitals are all part of some loan shark mafia and I'm some junkie trying to turn her life around but who keeps falling on bad times.
Also I am living on whatever has been in my fridge as of 3 months ago as Pat stalwartly refuses to bring me to Giant. Today it was frozen broccoli, tuna and diet root beer. Not sure what tomorrow brings.
Oh, and my new medication requires me to JAB MYSELF WITH AN EPIPEN! Huzzah! Nothing like injecting yourself in the leg every few weeks to really feel the rush. And this stupid rash will NOT GO AWAY.
Maybe going to CVS...
I keep thinking "Hey... I could be an awesome blogger if I ever had the motivation to blog."
I've started like... 3. And each have under 10 posts in them. WTF brah, as they say.
ALSO I like using ellipses far more than I should. Maybe because everything I say is stream-of-consciousness.
And you know what is SUPER FUN?! Battling with the insurance company! Oh BOY!
I've got 3 hospital all up in my business like PAY US, BITCH OR WE WILL BREAK YOUR FACE! And I am like "Hey, slow down man. I'll get you the money, just give me a few days. I swear! Don't touch my family please. PLEASE! No... no, not that! Anything but that!"
*crack*
"OH GOD MY ARM!"
"Yeah... now you REALLY need a hospital, punkass."
At least that is how it is playing out in my mind where the hospitals are all part of some loan shark mafia and I'm some junkie trying to turn her life around but who keeps falling on bad times.
Also I am living on whatever has been in my fridge as of 3 months ago as Pat stalwartly refuses to bring me to Giant. Today it was frozen broccoli, tuna and diet root beer. Not sure what tomorrow brings.
Oh, and my new medication requires me to JAB MYSELF WITH AN EPIPEN! Huzzah! Nothing like injecting yourself in the leg every few weeks to really feel the rush. And this stupid rash will NOT GO AWAY.