After I posted that last bit, we stayed up until one in the morning singing and dancing to the Backstreet Boys and 'NSYNC. Yeah, we did.
I recruited Ramika to hold my hand while I got my Implanon out today. The doctor, who was very nice, couldn't get the fucker to poke out of my arm long enough to grab it, which sucked. Me, reclining in a chair for ten minutes, talking to Ramika in a very high voice and pretending something truly gross-looking was not happening to my body. Occasionally I would feel the blood run down my arm. Awesome. But then it was over and Blaik and I went to go get food, which was yummy, and then Grey's came on. I am not a fan of this bizarro Denny comeback. In general, I believe dead characters should stay dead. I made an exception for Buffy (duh), the few moments in the hospital when Denny brushes by Izzie, and, of course, the brief return of Dana. But, seriously people. If you like a character, don't kill him or her off unless you have the Scooby Gang to bring her back.
I am tired and glad I get to go out of town for a few days.
Also I got a 98 on my Core test OH YEAH
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