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Well, I get my test results tomorrow. Hopefully. They took damn near a pint of blood last Friday. Did I ever mention I have a massive phobia of needles? Dr. Bienstock wanted to check everything: cholesterol, sugar, electrolytes, iron...you know, all those things they should have been checking since I was in high school.

I'm massively PMS-ing, lonely, cranky, and bored. Saturday can't come fast enough.

My mom has pneumonia. God, don't ever let me become such a workaholic that I let myself get that sick. It was a frickin cold two weeks ago that she just didn't bother to take care of.

By the time I'm financially and emotionally ready to support a child, it may be too late. My family goes through early menopause. My mom went at 36 and I'm already 24...12 years is not enough time!

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Coding the world into a better place

Taken from nyquil_driver, who is smarter and funnier than me and thus worth friending:

for (i = 0; i < numberOfAssholes; i++){
asshole[i].lungs = false;
}

About damn time

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If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?