my old flame was a jester and a joker and dealer of men.
I went to see the endocrinologist on Monday and she wanted to check my hormone levels. My mom and dad decided to send me to a specialist instead of sending me to a psychiatrist because they didn't want me to get into that system. I feel extremely weak at the moment. I had to fast for 12 hours last night and this morning, because I had to have bloodwork done today... And then I got my allergy shots. It was not a good day. The allergy shots usually put me out for a few hours, but combined with the bloodwork, I slept almost all day.
We had to take Bailey to a kennel, K-9 Designs Pet Paradise in Collegeville. It wasn't hard to find, but I really wasn't impressed with its location or appearance. When we went inside, it was clean, although it did smell like dog (gee, I wonder why). The people at the desk seemed nice enough, but Bales was scared, although she didn't piddle which was good. They took her back and I didn't even get to kiss her good bye. Bastards. Anyways, they wouldn't let us tour the inside because "they were cleaning and it smelled yucky". That was kind of dodgy, but perhaps the lady was telling the truth.
I finally got my permit on Wednesday. I was so fucking nervious because I didn't want to let my dad down again, but luckily I passed. My heart was beating so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack. I was so relieved I almost fainted. I've been going driving, it's a little shaky, but I'm definitely getting the hang of it. Yep...