Aug 03, 2005 21:39
This week has been quite interesting already. Monday I went with Paul to his doctors because he thought he had a bladder infection and wanted some meds. The guy turned out to be the biggest pervert in history and all we ended up talking about was mine and Paul's sex life. He asked us so much non medical shit and was just looking at me the whole time. He asked if we had sex a lot, if we have anal sex and a bunch of other dirty stuff. After feeling violated he told Paul to take down his pants and without even warning him stuck his fingers up his bum and gave him an STD test. I thought you had to sign for that shit. We spent an hour and a half there and the guy didn't even help him cause he ended up in the hospital later that night. He had a horrible infection from either a kidney stone or just his bladder. He had to stay the night there and he was in so much pain. It was awful! But he is back out today and I am very happy.
I had the scariest and most realistic dream of my life the other day when I was napping at work. It started off with me and Paul at Farmer Jack and we had no ride back so for some reason we called Jeff Martin. He picked us up in this huge scary white van and I asked him where he got it from and he said the mental institution. Then this man with a horrifying mask jumps out of the car and walks over to the entrance of Farmer Jack. And I asked Jeff who it was and he said some guy from the institution needed a ride. Paul nor Jeff were even phased by the idea that he was transporting a crazy murderer guy which made the dream scarier. So he is driving us down Michigan Ave towards Star Dearborn and the mask guy starts chasing the van and he has a chain saw. And I am screaming for him to drive faster and he doesn't and is kinda laughing at the idea and the guy shoves the chain saw in through the window and cuts Paul's arm. So I start screaming and pushing Jeff's leg down to go faster and the guy disappears behind the railroad tracks. Then we pull over and me and Paul get out of the van and Jeff hands me a note that says something like "He must Die. I will make sure of it." and winks at me. So me and Paul start running trying to find safe place and we hide in Wendy's which is now shaped like a bell tower. And inside is this old man eating and a kid that looks like Andy Milonakis. We run up the winding staircase and then I realize we didn't lock the door so I run back down and the door is ancient wood with a beam that goes across to lock it. And then the chainsaw guy starts banging at it and thats when Paul called me and woke me up. THANK GOD! It seemed so real.
In other news I am pregnant!!!
JUST KIDDING! Peace Out fools.