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Can dA please STOP choosing every photograph that shows boobage as DDs? I'm getting rather sick of it. And I'm starting to think they're all horndogs.

I'm exhausted and I wanna stay home. My stomach feels horrible. ;_; I'm torn, I really am. I want to be good with my time, but I want a day. I have an appointment to see my doctor today, and he's going to tell me to come back in the morning and have a blood test done. Mreh.

I hate Tuesdays. And tomorrow I have the paychecks to deal with, along with trying to be social at work for a party celebrating Eloise's retirement and Micky's promotion. And I hate Thursdays.

I wish not having someone at the IRS on any given day was a bad thing. If JoAnne decided not to come in, Tas would tell me I could go there all day, or at the very least for half the day... but it's not a big deal if there's no one there, so this will be another Tuesday in a row with no attendance.

Meeehhhhh. *hides*

From Amazon:

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (2005)

Director: Mike Newell

Rated: Unrated
Opening Date: November 18, 2005

This is the 4th item in The Harry Potter Feature Films Series.

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Back to November, I see. Means we have to wait longer though. ^^;

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So I'm still in my pajamas... hmm...

And I'm supposed to be at work in roughly 45 minutes...

Grah. So indecisive.

Meh. *gets up*

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*shot*

Anyway. X) Good night. Need sleep. Part of the reason I'm home.

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Typed up an entry earlier, but never posted it.

So, what I was going to say: I have a bad headache topped off with some dizziness.

And then I went back to sleep. Until 4:30. And the only reason I woke up then was because Mom alerted me to the fact that I had a doctor's appointment. So I dragged myself up, and Mom took me down there, probably because I looked so horrible and it's been raining heavily, and she knew I wouldn't want to be bothered with the subway. We got downtown in fifteen minutes.

Of course, then I had to wait about ten minutes to give the receptionist my co-pay, because they only have one person doing it, and that person was busy scheduling an appointment for someone in another location. By the time I got up to my doctor's office, I was informed that he was gone. It looked like he'd been gone for a long time, too--there was no one there. And the way the woman said "he's gone", it sounded like he'd BEEN gone for at least an hour or something.

Mom and I didn't leave the apartment until a quarter to five... so Valdes' receptionist didn't bother to call me.

But whatever. I got it rescheduled for next Thursday (not after work, so I'll have to leave a little early... not that I'm complaining), and we got dinner and some cookies out of it.

I need to hurry up and eat, because I'm going back to sleep soon.

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Sleeeeeeeep.

Good night. x_x

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I'm still feeling exhausted, but I haven't actually slept at all since saying I was going to sleep. I can't sleep. At all. And you know what? It's annoying. My head hurts.

I really wish I could've seen Dr. Valdes today. I don't want to wait until next week. I already had to wait two weeks for today, and like Mom said, I really need to find out what's wrong with me.