02 JULY 2008. WEDNESDAY. 06:33PM.

I am sick as a dog. I'm down to my last pair of clean socks to warm my toes and I haven't been to work since monday. I've been eating chicken rice porridge and sleeping thru Oprah. I saw my doc who sent me home with nothing but a piece of paper (dammit, this is the second time ) and a prescription of sleep and fluids (like i didn't already know that!). I'm whiney and sniffly, and I have to work tomorrow.

And I'm never seeing another doctor again without a promise of drugs.