Just one week.. it's all I ask!

if I could go just one week and have nothing go wrong, I think I'd faint. Let's see, where to start...

My beautiful honda got totaled (thank you random drug user) So now I'm driving dad's escort, as the idiot didn't have insurance, and mine just covered the payoff for the car. figures. 2 weeks ago, we found a testicular mass on my dad. the man walks up to me, hands me his chart, and all he says is.. "I need a chest x-ray" i opened dad's chart, and read.. "pt has large, painful mass near left testicle...send for immediate ultrasound et poss biopsy" I was like.. WTH!!!!!!? Good thing I'm his POA.

Now for a bit of good news before I get onto more bad crap that happens to me... My surgery is all set for the 27th of May! I can't wait!!!! Perky boobs here I come! Even after removing 2/3 out of each one, I'll still be a large D, but I'll re-gain feeling in my hands!

Now the bad news... I'm having to move out of my apartment, and am franticaly looking for another place. Friday morning, I got a call from my apt complex that the girl above me that has the seizures was making candles, and had a seizure, and knocked some of the candles over, catching her apt on fire. There really wasn't any damage in my apt as the people across from us saw the smoke. But the apt above me isn't stable enough to live in mine, and I have to move. I'm staying at mom's and about to kil them all! AAGHHHHHHHH! the only good thing that's come out of it all, is that the owner of one of the houses I'm looking at renting is young, single and REALLY hot! Plus he programmed my number into his phone! Yippee!!!

I started a second job Monday night. I've re-joined the ranks of bartender again. But anyway... That's kinda the long and short of it all! i mis everyone! KIT!