norcal is freaking cold. it felt like a 10 degree difference. im socal weak sauce. haa.

came back yesterday at around 2. my mom was happy to see me. she wanted boots. so she dragged me out shopping for her boots. we had dinner with her. saw no country for old men. as usual fell asleep. went to bed. in the middle of the night had chills followed by a fever. i was forced to call in sick in the morning. thank god i got the answering machine. the doc called me back and left a voicemail: MICHELLE. DR. D HERE. CALL ME BACK! hahaha. i didn't call him back. i don't care i want him to fire me. his wife is a psychologist. she started analyzing everything that was coming out of my mouth. I WOULD REALLY LOVE TO CONTINUE THIS CONVERSATION WITH YOU LADY BUT I HAVE WORK TO DO. i hate working for male doctors. they're fucking anal about stupid shit. i hate workk.