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Mar. 27th, 2014 01:27 amI can tell that I smell really bad because my cat is methodically sniffing me all over. Thank you Polly that helps.
Mar. 27th, 2014
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Mar. 27th, 2014 12:36 pmMom wants me to go the ER. No Mom screw that the ER is the worst place.
Back from doctor.
Mar. 27th, 2014 04:18 pmMom: So what are you supposed to do with the sample jar that has the fluid in it. Do I even want to know.
Me: I put some poop in there and then it grows into a tiny fucking tree that whispers quiet words of wisdom I don't know. I don't understand modern medicine.
Me: I put some poop in there and then it grows into a tiny fucking tree that whispers quiet words of wisdom I don't know. I don't understand modern medicine.
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Mar. 27th, 2014 04:38 pmMe: So Dad the doctor said that you had to be the one to bring my stool samples back in.
Mom: He did say that. You specifically.
Dad: No.
Me: No, you have to. He said they won't be right somehow if it's someone else.
Dad: NoooOoo. No. No.
Mom: Dear, this is your daughter's health at stake.
Dad: That's why she has a good mother -
Mom: I don't think you're treating this situation with the gravity which it deserves.
Mom: He did say that. You specifically.
Dad: No.
Me: No, you have to. He said they won't be right somehow if it's someone else.
Dad: NoooOoo. No. No.
Mom: Dear, this is your daughter's health at stake.
Dad: That's why she has a good mother -
Mom: I don't think you're treating this situation with the gravity which it deserves.
Will try and have some more in a little while.
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Mar. 27th, 2014 08:40 pmMy April Fools thing this year will just be re-posting a previous year's April Fools thing.
Most traumatic event of this whole traumatic stomach thing has occurred, I'm taking a sleeping pill and not waking up until this frail human body has wholly remade itself in the forge of the unconscious. Into like, a fucking sarlacc.
