#465501 added October 31, 2006 at 8:37am Restrictions: None
Waiting on Eight
I can't wait for 8:00 this morning. Why, you ask? I'll tell you. My dr's office opens at 8:00 and I will be waiting on their doorstep with my head in my hands. I feel like shit. My head, chest and throat are all jacked up. Must see dr. Must get antibiotics. Must must must.
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