Dear self ( Read more... )

I'm not dead. The surgery didn't exactly work, though ( Read more... )

I am so against this whole awake thing right now.

Oh Hell in a handbasket. I totally forgot that I work 6:30-8:30 Fridays. Shit shit shit. *gets ready*

Dear body,

I'm going to bed on time and everything. MIND LETTING ME SLEEP AND NOT TOSS AND TURN AND WAKE UP AT RANDOM TIMES EXHAUSTED?

Ungratefully,
Gabe

And heres to hoping that I don't manage to fail my Chinese midterm tomorrow and Friday. Today is definitely going to be a studying day.

At midnight, when I'm already in bed and I have to get up for work the next morning, while it apparently seems so to you, is not a good time to decide I need to write something.

On the other hand, I have silly angsty not all that good Boondock Saints fic. And now, I'm going to bed.

The quote for today is, "This patient doesn't have veins." They just eventually had to take blood out of my hand. Gaaaaaaaah I hate having blood drawn. Pain and naseua and dizziness galoure ( Read more... )

As of two days ago, I still had my air conditioning on. As of now? It is freezing. Literally, if we go by the temperature when I got up this morning. And it snowed a bit last night (not enough to stick, but still), and we're going to probably get some more by the end of the weekend.

BRRR, I SAY. I'm going to go curl up and nap now.

Ohfuck. This is the second time I've not gotten up at my alarm to go to work this weeek. Fuckfuckfuck.

I'm wondering if I should just talk to my parents and quit for now.

Apparently I now have to find a pharmacy and start taking medication for my heart, and next friday I have yet another appointment, this time with someone who does all the electrical cardiology stuff. Dr. Williams said something about 'freezing the top of it' to fix it so that it doesn't continue doing this and expand and thus grow weak as I get ( Read more... )