I'm knitting. I don't know why.
So...work is crazyish and stuff, I actually went to bed at 11:30 (PM!!!!) last night. And then I gt up at 7:40 (or slightly earlier) and was all wheeeee and left for work 45 minutes early so I made a stop on the way to work and had 2 Egg McMuffins, 2 hash browns, and orange juice for breakfast.
And then the oil packet in my noodle bowl thingie that I brought for lunch leaked, forcing me to buy lunch at the food court, so I'm calling the company tomorrow in hopes of getting compensated for my already-ruined-when-I-opened-it food.
I had to see a different doctor last week, and he didn't even introduce himself so I have no clue who he was, and I don't know if he wanted me to have an appointment scheduled for tomorrow or to schedule an appointment tomorrow to discuss my blood test results. It looks like it's going to be the latter, no matter what he wanted. Maybe if he gave me his damn name it would've made things easier.
I tell ya, I hate doctors.
So...work is crazyish and stuff, I actually went to bed at 11:30 (PM!!!!) last night. And then I gt up at 7:40 (or slightly earlier) and was all wheeeee and left for work 45 minutes early so I made a stop on the way to work and had 2 Egg McMuffins, 2 hash browns, and orange juice for breakfast.
And then the oil packet in my noodle bowl thingie that I brought for lunch leaked, forcing me to buy lunch at the food court, so I'm calling the company tomorrow in hopes of getting compensated for my already-ruined-when-I-opened-it food.
I had to see a different doctor last week, and he didn't even introduce himself so I have no clue who he was, and I don't know if he wanted me to have an appointment scheduled for tomorrow or to schedule an appointment tomorrow to discuss my blood test results. It looks like it's going to be the latter, no matter what he wanted. Maybe if he gave me his damn name it would've made things easier.
I tell ya, I hate doctors.