I want a puppy SO BADLY. I know it's just a smokescreen for other stuff, but I truly believe that if I had a puppy, my life would be complete and there would be no more problems and possibly world peace.
Also, this lymph node business is bullshit. I'm apologizing to people at work because I have to sit down. I've done nothing more strenuous than laundry for the last couple days. And there are two brazil nuts growing in my armpit. I have given the mosquito born thing some consideration. But I'm kind of afraid of what mosquitoes in Haiti have. I just tell myself that I don't have malaria, so I'm ahead of the curve. *hides face* Speaking of infidels. The doctor is going through the list of test he's going to run and then I go "You know, uh, we could probably do an STD test, too." "Have you recently had sex without a condom?" "Um...recently? January-ish?" "You should always use a condom." "I know, I know, believe me, I know, he was in the Navy." "Every time. It's very important." At that's when I LITERALLY HID MY FACE because a) this is why I don't usually patronize male doctors and b) especially not male doctors with my father's haircut. THE HAIR WAS JUDGING. Whatever. If it's syphilis, I'll be embarrassed, but at least it'll be over with antibiotics.
Hey, speaking of fatalism, do you have a download of the you know what from Wednesday?
Ha, the mental image I have of your doctor is one of Mr. Rogers in a lab coat! I've had some creepy female doctors, though, so I'm just suspicious of all general practitioners. My regular doctor last year was out on maternity leave so I had to go to her back up for my annual exam - the woman practically stabbed me during the exam, and then when I complained and tried to crawl off the table she told me that my problem was I'm probably not "kinky" enough in bed and I need to "try new positions." No joke!
Also, this lymph node business is bullshit. I'm apologizing to people at work because I have to sit down. I've done nothing more strenuous than laundry for the last couple days. And there are two brazil nuts growing in my armpit. I have given the mosquito born thing some consideration. But I'm kind of afraid of what mosquitoes in Haiti have. I just tell myself that I don't have malaria, so I'm ahead of the curve. *hides face* Speaking of infidels. The doctor is going through the list of test he's going to run and then I go "You know, uh, we could probably do an STD test, too." "Have you recently had sex without a condom?" "Um...recently? January-ish?" "You should always use a condom." "I know, I know, believe me, I know, he was in the Navy." "Every time. It's very important." At that's when I LITERALLY HID MY FACE because a) this is why I don't usually patronize male doctors and b) especially not male doctors with my father's haircut. THE HAIR WAS JUDGING. Whatever. If it's syphilis, I'll be embarrassed, but at least it'll be over with antibiotics.
Hey, speaking of fatalism, do you have a download of the you know what from Wednesday?
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