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2002-07-11 9:32 a.m. so check this out. i have a big ichy rash on my neck. it got sooo incredibly bad yesterday that i decided to go to the doctors and see what the hell is going on with this thing. i had this rash about 2 weeks ago. then it went away, then it came back yesterday, but WAY worse than before. turns out it's hives caused by an allergic reaction to something. when i told my sister that it was hives, she laughed at me and started sing "hate to say i told you so". actually, the doctor said that because it's on my neck and not my hands or arms, it could be caused by stress. yeah, stress from WHAT?! fuck, if i was any less stressed in my life, i would be DEAD! i can't think of a less stressful time i've had in my life, except for maybe when i was like 4, but even then i stressed about stuff. like i stressed about spiders, my sister chasing me around the house with the micheal jackson thriller book and the scary witch mask. i don't think this could possibly be from stress. my mom told me to make a list of things that i think could have caused it. here's the list: spinach and artichoke dip, banana bread, swimming in the backyard, wearing a polyester shirt...yeah, that's all i can think of. the doctor gave me some medication for it and she told me not to drink or drive. at first i thought the doctor said not to drink and drive, which you shouldn't do off of the medication, obviously, but then after thinking about that i realized that i can't drink OR drive. that SUCKS! i mean, i don't care that i can't drink, but the driving thing is a big inconvienance. well, my car is in the shop being fixed anyway. i thought, "no big deal, i'll still be able to drive", but i took the medication this morning and holy shit, i'm sooo drowsy! i can't even think straight typing this. i don't feel tired. i just feel all trippy. oh man, and yesterday at the doctors - you know the counter where you give them your health card and tell them what you're there for? well, there was bottles of pee all over the counter. it was disgusting. i don't wanna see people's pee. i wanted to tell them to fucking clean that shit up, but i didn't. man, i'm swaring alot in this entry. this whole thing has just made me so mad! but enough about that... yesterday my sister gave me a pair of her pants and they fit me. yay. they're brown cords. my sister has always been waaay thinner than me, so it sorta excites me that i can fit into her pants. then i went to value village and got a skirt and TONS of records. man, they had THE BEST records there. i got a couple madonna records (one being like a virgin), micheal jackson (bad and thriller, even though i already own thriller, i'll give it to a friend), the kinks, depeche mode, bing crosby's christmas album, even a rush album (i know i don't like them, but it had the only rush song i enjoy on it). tonight is indie rock dance night, which i always hype up, but i'm not going to. i'm just gonna say that i'm going, even if my friends decided not to go with me. i'll dance with myself. jordan said he's for sure going cause he broke up with his girlfriend this week and he's on the rebound. he wants to pick up some hot indie chicks, or so that's what he's told me. he'll be disappointed to see that the selection is slim since no one goes there. dave said he'll go and bring his girlfriend and her friends, so maybe jordan can pick one them up. as for me, there will be no "picking up" because i'm just there to ROCK!!! OH YEAH!!! |
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