13's my lucky numbah
I'm still sick!!! It's been fucking 3 months with this damn...cough thing. My chest hurts sometimes from it, I have phlegm crap, I cough alot, I have the runny nose, a throat thing that sometimes I sound like a phone sex operator, and GRRR. It just fucking sucks HARDCORE ASS AND A HALF DAMNIT. It has to be an infection...it just has to. It's been way too long to be a simple cold. & I don't believe it's allergies. So I need to get my ass to the doctor ASAP. But I have a 20% copay...does your insurance company just bill you for your copay? Or does the dr need it that day? Anyone know? I wanna go tomorrow but I don't want to have to pay right then and there. Maybe I should call my insurance peeps tomorrow & see if they can tell me. Or is it on a dr by dr basis? BLEH. DAMNIT lol. I just need to go soon because I'm sick & tired of being sick. If I get on some meds I should be fine. I just hate it even more because, since I deal one on one with customers, me sniffing & having a runny nose isn't very appealing to them when I am selling them this this that that and this, ya know? I don't think they'd be very comfortable with someone asking them to spend 1 grand+ while sniffing up the snot that's trying to run down their face. Yeah, not a good mental image.:) OTHER THAN THAT nothing much has happened recently. Except for the obsessive Albanian that won't take the fucking hint when I don't answer my phone after him calling again and again for a week. I locked myself out of my house about 2 weeks agoish, and this Albanian named Zamir let me use his phone so I could call Barb. He was flirting with me & such, and I was extremely grateful, so I was a sped and offered him my number. First mistake. Then, later that night, I was out with Jessica & we were on our way to Texas Roadhouse & he called me & was like "It's so good to hear your voice again" & "Today was like lightening because things like this never happen and it was very random" and blah blah blah. So we say we will hang out on Thursday. & we go out. Mistake #2. We have dinner & try to talk, but it's just awkward conversation. It's also hard to get in a date mood when the vehicle you are getting there in is a fucking bus. Yes, a bus. It looked like the short bus. I went on a date in the short bus. With wheelchair symbols on the windows. Envy me, thanks. After dinner we went to a bar & it was a seedy ass place & I had one vodka & cranberry & it was pretty damn strong heh. Then we went to play pool & he asked me what my feelings of kissing on the first date were, & then he asked me later on when was the last time I made love to a man. UH BUDDY a little forward on the first date? SHIT lol. I almost dropped my poolstick!! Ass. And then he took me home later, the date lasted like 3 or 4 hours. He opened the bus door for me (hahahaha), I walked down the steps (HAHAHahahaha) & I saw he was getting out of the bus, & was gonna try to walk me to the door & probably try to kiss me, so I stopped. Dead in my tracks heh. :-D I pivoted and was like thanks, it was fun I had a good time. And I gave hug lol. And agreed to go on a second date. 3rd mistake. He then called me constantly until we went out again. & then we went out again. 4th mistake. He didn't start the day very smooth though. I was procrastinating all day & was also PMSing so I wasn't in a very good mood to go out. But I didn't wanna be rude so I still went. So the dude fucking calls me at like 4 and was like hey I'm in Medford (a town over) so if you wanna hang out now that would work. I was like UHHHH.................................I've been procrastinating all day to take a shower and stuff so UHHH.....give me an hour and I'll be ready? So 45 minutes later he calls me and I was like hey you still in Medford? He's like no, I'm in front of your house. I was like JEZUM CROW UM OK GIVE me like 10 minutes so he's like ok the countdown starts now. ANOTHER OF HIS MISTAKES. THE MONKEY. (that is not a racist/derogatory term. just calling him a monkey. like the ones that eat their poop & scratch themselves. I could just see him chilling at home doing those things.) So I go outside & he's in a van type thing this time...again with the wheelchair symbols on the back. I really wish we coulda used the lift. Coulda added some zing. Maybe it coulda worked if he would of asked me to do the horizontal polka on the lift...how exhilarating it would have been!! ;) We decide on Friday's for dinner. He started dinner off with a bang by insulting the waitress because of her voice (she couldn't talk very loud because she had surgery like 30 years ago, which we found out because he asked her if she was in a bad mood because of the way she was talking. fucking tool.), and then continued to be on a roll by staring at me & not talking. And making me look away because he was creeping me the hell out. And then he asked if I was shy because I was looking away. I was like uh, actually I'm not shy at all? heh. So then we finally got out of there & when he got to my house I could tell he was gonna try to kiss me because he asked in the middle of the date. And I didn't wanna be mean because I'm a pansy. So, he kisses me & I totally don't even kiss him back...but he fucking goes all crazy! HIS TEETH HIT MY TEETH! HE WAS TRYING TO MOUTH RAPE ME!! I was like OH NO hahaha. I didn't say anything thankfully, but I immediately pulled away from him, gave him a hug & a kiss on the cheek and jumped out the van hahaha. SO the douchebag calls me about 10 minutes later & says "Your lips are as soft as rose petals". Damn dude. Calm down. Needless to say, he has called me almost every day since then, & I haven't answered any of his calls. He keeps leaving me long ass voicemails too. Clingy mofo. And I think THAT is all that has happened lately lol. Besides my grandma moving back to Pittsburgh & us being on good terms again. She might be coming up here in April & then I'll fly back with her to visit everyone for a week. But right now kids, I feel like junk & I'm gonna watch some more Commander in Chief (LOVE) & then go to bed. Ciao slugga'z.