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The Rum Barrel
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Week of Stress Pt. 1
Saturday, May 23, 2009

F********CK!!! Okay I wrote a huge post and it got deleted. I hate the internet!!

Becky and I went to Barnes and Noble earlier this week and I bought 6 mangas, yay! My room is packed with them, it's kinda ridiculous. I'm a lonely chick with the emotional capacity of a 15-year-old so I guess that's a given. ;)

I went to the dermatologist, she thinks I have a minor case of ichthyosis. Basically I'm not supposed to shower more than 5 minutes, use no bodywash, and not shower every day unless absolutely necessary for the next few weeks while I use my prescription cream until I see some results. So no long showers and no swimming most of June. Great. My doctor visit was $170 and my prescription was also $176, and my mom had to pick it up and called crazed mad that I would pay that much when I should have gotten insurance and gone to the clinic and been referred and blah blah blah. I'm sick of living like this so I skipped all the steps and paid for it my f-ing self, that woman needs to take a damn chill pill. Libby likes to joke that I'm a lesbian because I have no interest in finding a boyfriend, but honestly, I'm antisocial and there's no way I'd let anyone touch me, even if they'd want to (which no one would, trust me). I'm okay with that, I wish they would stop saying shit about it.

Rant over...seriously, I'm so pissed Blogger deleted my stupid post! Stupid commie bastards....

Libby and I are babysitting tonight (why does Aner always ask 2 of us?) and we're having a cookout Monday, weather permitting. Becky is out of town all weekend so I have to take care of her cats. Seriously, can I just live in a closet and never leave?

I also downloaded about 11 albums last night and didn't like a freaking thing on any of them. Argh!! Though Eurovision was last week and I was expecting a ton of fun new songs...and the only one I liked at all was the winner, Norway's "Fairytale" by Alexander Rybak. And I got that Lily Allen song "Not Fair" because it was so bitchin'. :)

And next week will be even better, 8-5 all week with no break! Yay!