Half of the reason I haven't replied to anything is because I've been either busy with life or in agonizing pain. Half of it is because I'm kind of lazy. I don't like replying to a few comments at a time, I have to sit down and do them all at once or else I lose track of what I've replied, etc.
Don't even get me started on Flickrmail. I really don't know why I don't reply to them. I read all of them. And then I skip off to something more exciting and think "K, I'll reply to that in a minute..." and then I get sidetracked. I would not be offended if any of you stopped commenting/sending me messages. But I would be sad. :(
I promise I'll do better. My dad leaves for TDY on Monday and as horrible as it sounds, I cannot wait. It'll be nice to relax and not have to feel on edge all day.
AHAHAHA! I almost got my little brother to eat a dead spider just now. He was totally going to do it. I was screaming "DO ITTTT!" but my mom said no. :( [/random]
Anyway...dad leaving town....oh! I'm having issues with my doctor, I might make a friends only post on it later, basically...uh, he's a moron.
I went in Wednesday for my sinus problems and he FINALLY reffered me to an ENT specialist so that's GOOD. I told him I thought my navel piercing was infected and he said he'll have a look at it...I lifted my shirt, he GLANCED at it and said "It's fine."
"Are you sure? I don't need antibiotics?"
"Nah. Just keep cleaning it."
"Really? Because IT'S LEAKING NEON YELLOW PUS AND BLOOD!"
I'm so glad my mom was there with me because she never believes me when I tell her that HE DOES NOT LISTEN TO ME! Plus I'm having issues with my pain medication again and I just can't deal with his idiocy anymore. It's fucking ridiculous. My mom finally agreed to help me look for a new doctor. Yay!
And now I'm going to go eat some yummy yellow pills so my back will stop feeling like it's being stabbed repeatedly with a pitchfork. :D