Burp

Ok.. So my stomache thing was still bothering me today.. so I decide to do something I rarely do: go to the doctor. Now I expect a doctor might see me when I am dead but I do not want them to get too familiar before that time. So I get to the appointment at a decent time. I go in and some short chineese dude is sent in to take my vitals. I am hoping that he is just an intern. You see I have a female doctor for a reason: if someone is gonna fondle my nutz, it is going to be a chick. I need to get whatever action I can.. and it helps that my doctor is a cute oriental hottie herself. Coughing has never been the same.

So anyways we sit and talk and she decides that it is probably excess gas. Now I know I have been farting alot lately so perhaps she is right. She prescribes this Zantac 150 MAXIMUM STRENGTH over the counter shit. If I am still in pain in two weeks I am suppose to go back for an upper GI or some gay sounding thing like that. So I swallow down my acid and gas reliver with a glass of coke and call it a day. I actually have to take two of these puppies at once. Perhaps taking them with coke defeats the purpose? What the hell do I know, I am not a freaking doctor. Thank your stars for that ladies cause you know what field I would go into..

Not much happening on the job front. Still spending day to day with my good friends who rent me out by the hour. Been making the 30-40 hours a week still but this is most likely the last week. I know I said that last week. Jesus these guys are un-organized. I have absolutly no leads going on.. been too busy working to look for work which is good I guess. Full Tilt funds coming on Wednesday.. then I will take my shots at tokens for the Big Game. I thought it was this past Sunday but was wrong.