alice

fuck my insurance company! this weeks sucks. so i go to the yucky gyno today (yeah, i know you guys love hearing gyno stories) and she does her thing and some culture tests (whatever those are) and i walk out happy that i didn't vomit on her cuz i'm terrified of doctors, especially ones that do uncomfortable stuff in my happy place. and so then i am informed that my insurance company doesn't cover those culture tests. so instead of paying $40, i had to write a check for $188! fuck that. i'm pissed, yo. if i had known that, i would said a big hell no to it. and they want me to come back in for some other thing that's going to cost $150. yeah, i don't think so. and parking was $10. that's beyond lame. so i go to the bank to transfer a buttlload of $ into my savings so i can cover the check, buy my stupid birth control pills that i haven't had for the past 2 days, pay for my car insurance and my electricity bill, and get some groceries since i have no food in my fridge. yeah, can we say poor? on top of the $300 i had to spend on my car last week, and the fact that i now have to move out of my apartment that i adore very very soon, and some other junk, i'd pretty much say that i'm unhappy and this past week has sucked big time ass. no casbah rockin. i'm going to go cry now that i have vented. i've been crying too much lately. so stressed. i need a massage, a hot bath, and lots of hugs. ooh ooh, and chocolate. yes....