My Doctor is a quack.

My girlfriend Julia (a.k.a. Cellophane_Girl) went to see my doctor this past Wednesday. She's been having some problems sleeping due to her right arm twitching. Which might be some kind of nerve damage thanks to her diabetes, her legs hurting her...and a few other things.

So she goes....after 4 hours of waiting.....the doc doesnt even talk to her about her symptoms....he's still trying to grasp that she's a Type 1 diabetic and not a Type 2. He wanted her to take a fucking test to see what type she was. She's been a diabetic since she was 12....I think she knows what fucking type of diabetes she has.

Theres alot more...but it made me question my doctors abilities. So I plan on going to someone else from here on out.

Oh yeah...he also gave her blood pressure medicine. Go fucking figure.

In other news....I decided Im gonna bring my Halo 2 disc out of retirement. Just not a huge fan of Halo 3 right now....been generally unimpressed with the new map releases and theres still alot about the basic gameplay changes that I don't like. So time to whip out the old school and try to relive the glory days of H2...back when it was all I played on my Xbox.

In other other news...my work week was shitty shitty crap crap. I won't go into details....but stress levels exceeded recommended levels for sure. Took me 3 hours to calm down and chill out after I got home last night. I got too wound up.

Anyway...hope all you silly bitches have a good weekend. I know I will.

- Gatsu

PS. If you wanna jump in some Halo 2, just shoot me a message tonight.