March 28, 2004
doc in the box
I finally realized that I was sick enough to require medical care. I went to the Insta-Clinic this morning and the doc (who appeared to be about 19 years old) took my temperature, looked down my throat and pitched a hissy-fit.
He gave me several prescriptions, including antibiotics, sleeping pills and pain-killers. I may be laid up on my ass for the next couple of days.
Y'all just hang around. Being fucked-up never stopped me from blogging before.
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