i'm doing very well. I start on the floor on sunday and i'm nervous. i know its gonna go well. i'm still broke, but i'm working 7 days a week (both at the salon and country club) to fix that. my credit card bill is paid off, which is huge. i'm so thankful for that.
eh. hips. tomorrow is a doctor's appointment thats mildly (<--lie) important. talk of "masses", "calcifications", and "tests" leave me clueless. Annoyed, definitely. i dunno, this shit is dumb. i'm going tomorrow morning
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