just call me a regular druggie
as a prelude, do you ever add problems and drama to your life that aren't necessary? like try to fix things that aren't broken? i just want to say that sometimes i wish i could read other people's minds to know what they were thinking. it would really come in handy some of the time with certain people.
anyway, so today i had to get up super early to get my blood taken for testing at the doctor's b/c my mother's paranoid and wants to make sure i'm not dying or anything. so the stupid nurse pokes my right arm and the blood starts dripping out like one drop every 2 seconds, i swear to god. it was awful. so she starts digging the needle around in my arm and repoking it. then the blood just stops coming all together. so she goes "well, i'm sorry but i'm gonna have to poke your other arm." at this point i'm in tears and want to shove the needle around in HER arm, then ask her if i can proceed to repeat it in the other arm. stupid nurse. so now i have a bruise on each arm, right on my veins, similar to those of a druggie.
then i got to babysit my 8 month old cousin all day--he's probably the cutest baby i've ever seen (not that i'm biased or anything.) except for when he spit-up all over me and our leather couches. not too cool.
and, of course, it rained ALL day today. but in the afternoon the sun started coming out while it was raining, and my mom goes "welp, looks like the devil's marryin his daughter while beatin his wife." if that's not a kathleen saying right there, i don't know what is. (please tell me you've heard of it k.)
and so, i leave you with this thought from the oh so good movie i saw last nite, big fish:
"the biggest fish in the pond got that way by never getting CAUGHT"
anyway, so today i had to get up super early to get my blood taken for testing at the doctor's b/c my mother's paranoid and wants to make sure i'm not dying or anything. so the stupid nurse pokes my right arm and the blood starts dripping out like one drop every 2 seconds, i swear to god. it was awful. so she starts digging the needle around in my arm and repoking it. then the blood just stops coming all together. so she goes "well, i'm sorry but i'm gonna have to poke your other arm." at this point i'm in tears and want to shove the needle around in HER arm, then ask her if i can proceed to repeat it in the other arm. stupid nurse. so now i have a bruise on each arm, right on my veins, similar to those of a druggie.
then i got to babysit my 8 month old cousin all day--he's probably the cutest baby i've ever seen (not that i'm biased or anything.) except for when he spit-up all over me and our leather couches. not too cool.
and, of course, it rained ALL day today. but in the afternoon the sun started coming out while it was raining, and my mom goes "welp, looks like the devil's marryin his daughter while beatin his wife." if that's not a kathleen saying right there, i don't know what is. (please tell me you've heard of it k.)
and so, i leave you with this thought from the oh so good movie i saw last nite, big fish:
"the biggest fish in the pond got that way by never getting CAUGHT"