AUGH.
Last night I took Andy to the hospital for his second bout of horrible abdominal pains. We got there around 10:30pm and didn't get discharged, lots of pain meds, one CT scan, and no conclusions later, until 5:30 am. I was going kind of crazy sitting through two shift changes in the ER waiting for answers or someone to give him something for the pain or for the scan results that took TWO HOURS to come back. AUGH, I SAY.
I slept from about 6 to noon like a rock, thanks to my flu meds, and have since returned home. I have to leave for class at about 5 and I have no motivation to eat and to not punch people. I'm exhausted! Probably because of my flu-ness and a lack of rest last night.
And when I arrive in class my teammate is going to try and bully me into making a THREE MAST TALL SHIP.
FROM BREAD.
A BREAD BOAT.
A BOAT MADE OUT OF BREAD.
WTF.
Hint: I am not
this guy. You are not this guy. NO ONE IS. HE IS AN ARTIST WITH YEARS OF EXPERIENCE MAKING DECORATIVE BREAD SHOWPIECES AND HE HAS NEVER MADE A BREAD BOAT. KNOW WHY? IT'S A FUCKING STUPID IDEA.
P.S. Pre-sliced apples at, like, fast food restaurants. THEY NEVER BROWN. This freaks me out so bad. What do they do to them?