Instructions: Preheat oven to 350 F. Insert nervous girl onto rack. Baking time: 45 minutes!

[r_o_w_a_n]

So, my MRI today sucked. Sucked bad.

Things I knew going in:

I'd be in a fully enclosed space. It's ok. I'm fine with confined spaces.

No metal. S'ok. Piercings can come out.

No tattoos with iron oxide. No probs. That came outta most inks around 15 years ago.

Things I should have been warned about:

You're in the tube for 45 minutes and can't move a

Comments

[liquidfantasy]

I'm sorry to hear that's how your boss took your calling in, especially after such a rough time. You sound like you'll be better off persuing your goals rather than futhering your bosses anymore.

I would have warned you about the MRI had I had one before, but the only scans of my brain I had was a few EEGs.

I'm thinking of you and hope things get better.

[mnemonicovrload]

Ouch, sounds like hell on a stick. Hopefully you don't have to go through that again any time soon. As for teh boss giving you a hard time, that's some total bs. Hope you gave her what for.

[r_o_w_a_n]

Yah, I quit today. I'm DONE, bitches!