Thursday, May 30, 2002
I got a call from the ORI -- I didn't have to go down to the city, because on Saturday, when we go to the excusion, they'll have it for me. NICE.
I went to the hospital. I personally think it's a bacterial infection that's got my skin all irritated...but the nurse says 'it's definitely an allergic reaction on his face, arms and knees' and promptly prescribed me pills. So apparently, I'm allergic to Spain.
NUR�'S PERSONAL NOTE all those people who said to me 'hey, you should get out of your apt more and be outside!'
My response: FUCK YOU!*
So now, pills in hand, I am back in my room. Sweeter plans on sending more of SWeII-2 and Leah has something in her head about mango sherbet. Will this girl never stop!? Meanwhile, I'm tired and my eyes are so dying. It's going to be on everyone's head if I end up blind, smelly, ugly, and old on a rocking chair covered in a quilt surrounded by cats. That's all I can say! And Wade, if you think you're gonna weasel your way our of the responsibility for my pain, you're SADLY mistaken. QUOTH the Nur� of Wadala: "you should get out of your apartment more -- go outside!" THANKS WADE, CHRIS, and LEAH. You don't hear Verena spouting insanities like that. She may be German**, but she's not stupid.

Send me flowers... but not from SPAIN -- or Europe for that matter.
* = I would like to note this is technically the first time I've used questionable language on my site.
** = replace underlined word with any nationality or ethnicity. I do -- all the time. (eg., last night 'stupid Mexicans' I belive Cesar said.
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