for real?

I'm glad I decided the other night that I wasn't going to go back up to Oswego this afternoon and I was just going to go back up midweek next week. If I didn't make that decision on my own, it wouldn't have mattered anyway because someone else made it for me. I went to the doctor today. Fuck my life, right... it's just my luck that I'm that 1 out of 100,000,000,000,000 person. I need to go see another kind of doctor now whose office was closed when my doctor tried calling to get me in TODAY. So, Monday I need to call myself and make an appointment before Wednesday. I also need to go get blood work done. She asked me to do it today so she could have the results by Monday... but I really just want to fucking cry.

How's that for attention?