work was pretty boring and uneventful. lots of people found out about their promotions today, so everyone was pretty happy. pretty slow night tho. nothing major to report on. plan 1 was excecuted semi-successfully, but i really don’t care anymore. i’m back to my healthiest mindset of not caring about much of anything.

must go to class tomorrow, since i’ll be awake for my drs appt at 11:30. i’ll probably go late though, cuz i’ll need to go back home to shower and get myself ready for work before class. still no word on when i really get to start dealing, but i’m the next on the list from my department to go. i might end up getting to see lacuna coil afterall, which is the same week as the planned cleveland trip – but i’ll have to switch days off for that…we’ll see tho.

you know what i hate? i hate going to the doctor on time, and then sitting there for an hour for the dr to actually see you. and then they talk to you for less than 5 minutes. i got new prescriptions written, for the same meds, but i get to take 3 pills at night instead of 2 now.

ziggy is so attention starved.

but yeah…i haven’t lost any weight since i was there the first time, so that’s good. and my mri was fine, i have a perfectly normal brain. i really just wish something was wrong with it, so they could fix it, and i wouldn’t have headaches anymore.

i gotta get ready to go to class/work. i’m so exhausted i just want to go back to bed.

ew it is so grossly humid out. barf. it made me think of 2 things:
1. going to the static x show on study day last may – cuz it was raining, and danielle and i were in leather-esque pants, so we were a bit warm
2. new orleans.

so i went to class. worked on my spin by myself for prolly 15 min, then joined the blackjack class and went through one shue. i really fucking suck at blackjack payouts. i just can’t think of them when i get them. class got out at 3 today tho, of course, so i have to make 2 trips to work today. blah.

on my way home i went by robert drive and got some more apartment complexes to call if the ones tomorrow don’t work out. but i hope they do, i’d rather live closer to work.