Journal time. Today wasn't much better than yesterday, but, I guess things have to get worse before they get better huh?
FIRST
Clark pest control was coming to look at the house today. The appointment was at 9:30AM. I was running around naked @ 8:45AM when there was a rap rap rapping at my door. Who could it be? Mike! From CLARK PEST CONTROL. There I was standing in a beautiful puce colored towel, with my makeup all messed up from the day before. Mike looked at me and said "I am here for your termites." UGH! How embarassing! He was a cutie boy too. Dark hair blue eyes... Oh I am a sucker. So I just pointed him to the crawlspace under the house, and told him that I needed to crawl under there when he was done. He didn't understand my sarcasticness... so I just laughed and went about my business.
SECOND
I took Ryan into the doctor's again today. They put him on the Nebulizer again, with Albuterol and some sort of steroid this time. He fell asleep about 2 minutes into the treatment. That machine is loud. I have no idea why he does that. His Pulse/Ox was @ 93. (It is supposed to be in the high 90's.) So he is kinda low, and the Dr said we would have to come in again tomorrow. If his condition doesn't improve he will have to be hospitalized.
My poor bookie bear.
AND FINALLY
Remember what I said about Big-O Tires? Well I found out today that I had a nice leak in my master cylinder and it needed to be fixed before my brakes gave out.
ARGHHHH I was sooooo fucking pissed. I yelled and screamed, and bitched. I talked the guy from $560 some odd dollars down to $215. For something my husband could fix if only he was back in the United States.
Alright I'm done.
No I'm not. I forgot. There are alot of rude fucking people on this site.
FIRST
Clark pest control was coming to look at the house today. The appointment was at 9:30AM. I was running around naked @ 8:45AM when there was a rap rap rapping at my door. Who could it be? Mike! From CLARK PEST CONTROL. There I was standing in a beautiful puce colored towel, with my makeup all messed up from the day before. Mike looked at me and said "I am here for your termites." UGH! How embarassing! He was a cutie boy too. Dark hair blue eyes... Oh I am a sucker. So I just pointed him to the crawlspace under the house, and told him that I needed to crawl under there when he was done. He didn't understand my sarcasticness... so I just laughed and went about my business.
SECOND
I took Ryan into the doctor's again today. They put him on the Nebulizer again, with Albuterol and some sort of steroid this time. He fell asleep about 2 minutes into the treatment. That machine is loud. I have no idea why he does that. His Pulse/Ox was @ 93. (It is supposed to be in the high 90's.) So he is kinda low, and the Dr said we would have to come in again tomorrow. If his condition doesn't improve he will have to be hospitalized.
My poor bookie bear.
AND FINALLY
Remember what I said about Big-O Tires? Well I found out today that I had a nice leak in my master cylinder and it needed to be fixed before my brakes gave out.
ARGHHHH I was sooooo fucking pissed. I yelled and screamed, and bitched. I talked the guy from $560 some odd dollars down to $215. For something my husband could fix if only he was back in the United States.
Alright I'm done.
No I'm not. I forgot. There are alot of rude fucking people on this site.
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kissy kissy =)
[Edited on Feb 17, 2004 10:50PM]
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