The Dreaded Duck Bill Doesn't Strike Again
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IF YOU'RE A GUY YOU PROBABLY DON'T WANT TO READ THIS FIRST PART
So no week is a good week when it starts with a obgyn appointment with a general practicioner. I'm having problems--problems like having my cycle four times in two months and spotting in between. Suck-o. And the doc won't put me on birth control because she wants to test my hormone levels first, so they sucked my blood (it was squirting everywhere, it was kind of humorous in that I-don't-think-it's-supposed-to-be-doing-that way) and now I have to wait two weeks to see if she'll let me on birth control.
OK, BOYS, YOU CAN READ NOW...
Other than that, my day has been so blah it's incredible. It was a Monday. What else is there to say? Tomorrow I will be all alone in the office with a packed appointment schedule to handle. Actually, I'll be alone in the office until Thursday--two days of hell a head. That's ok. So I finished my
Fahrenheit 451 paper and sent it to my professor--two months late. I'm so behind it's ridiculous. But hey--I went to college and I know that I've done the amount of work left to do in 3 days before. Having 17 more days before it all has to be in should be not so bad if I put my nose the grindstone for a little bit every night.
Um...that's it for now. I had a quiz result saved, but it's on my office computer's C:/ so I can't access it here in this lab. I'll post it for tomorrow.
Ok...ciao for now!