Insert the entry I was going to write here. *yawn* I'm tired. And my wrist hurts like a bitch. (right wrist/should have been screwed up for like 6 months...don't know what's wrong, but I shouldn't have hours of burning pins and needles I'm sure)

In short, was off Thursday because it was strep. Walk in clinic cost $70 and the prescription cost $90 Money of course I don't have.

Went in Friday with most my voice back. Throat still hurts to swallow but I can speak. Still looks beyond nasty with the white things back there, but it doesn't hurt as much.

Went on Friday to the mall on lunch to get the Amy Brown 2002 calander. It's sold out on the site and you can only get it besides there at some store called Hot Topic. Man are they rude. They suck and I'll NEVER got there again. Walk in, tell them what I'm looking for. The chick turns around and walks off. I just sorta follow. Points at the wall, says there are the calanders and walks off. Nice, hu? This is my abreviated version since it's so late, but the point is, fuck them man, they were nasty and this is my public shout-out that they suck. Sorry I wasn't Goth or pierced or freaky enough for them in my babydoll tee and jeans - to think that they've probably all been to my site at one time or another.

Anyway, there's the summary. Sucks because it's late and I'm heading home. Sleepy. It's 3am, what do you expect? My Love's out with his guy friends tonight so I wandered over to another friend to use the computer. Should probably get home though. Seems the good thing to do.

*Yawn* Night all.

~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream at 12/16/2001 02:53:08 AM ~ ~