Yesterday

Hahahahahahaha. Thanks.

No. He's just sexy.

 

oh man, my grandpa had to go there fer a heart thing too some time ago and they also fucked up. we should fuckin bomb that place.

 

That's no better than Christian fundies bombing abortion clinics....

 

tis a joke chuckroast... jeezus.

 

I didn't think it was too funny...whatever

 

i didn't either, but it wasn't meant to be. DUH. stop takin them tranquilizers dammit!

 

My grandmother went to duke for open heart surgery. They gave her lydocaine when she was allergic to it. She's a doctor and she knows the reason they used it - it's the cheapest painkiller on the market. Her files said that she was allergic to it... she went into cardiac arrest. She never saw a dime though, but the hospital never billed her.

 

If you want good doctors go to Johns Hopkins in Maryland. They've gotten the reputation to be the #1 hospital in the US for several years now.

 

I sort of did the same thing . . .except I wasn't drunk. I haven't been drunk at school since last fall... anyway. And it was only eighth period that I just went and hung out in the art room.

But it was a GOOD eighth period, I tell you.

And, like George, I had drama troupe. We were work-shopping our scenes to see if our show was to go on or not, and atleast mine went really well; it's now ten times funnier. Me=very excited.

 

Pretty much the same thing we're doing in Drama.

 

The best thing about yesterday... I was terribly sad, so the good thing was, I had a bubble bath. Vanilla bubbles.

 

Everytime I see the title of this thread, the beatles song plays in my mind....

All my troubles seemed so far awayyyyy...