I cannot be seen.

I am currently hiding out in my room from the pest-control guy, hoping desperately that he won't find me and lecture me on how I shouldn't cut my hair or how I'm disappointing my father by not pumping out the grandchildren or how I'm spoiled and/or ruining my life or whatever.

My dad is awesome. He's totally covering for me.

Also. When will I learn not to rely upon the internet for medical assistance? And even when the internet is helpful, why do I keep reading the horrific symptoms?

I will be hiding under my bed if you need me.

Going to PrimMed may be hazardous to your health.

I had a bad day today.

Yesterday I felt all flu-y, and then I found a deer tick on my leg. Deer ticks are most popularly known for their ability to carry all kinds of nasty diseases like Lyme disease and Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever, all of which have flu-like symptoms. I once went on a camping trip and came back with over fifty of them all over me (and Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever! Best camping trip ever!!), and if there's one thing that experience has taught us, it's that deer tick = immediate precautionary trip to the doctor.

Going to PriMed is always an enterprise fraught with peril. But my family was making me go and I had workman's comp to pay for the visit. What could go wrong, right?

( EVERYTHING. )