My neck was painful for about 2 days. I decide to call the doctor, and I also have to call my mother-in law so she can wait for the gas meter guy. I drive to the doctor without turning my head, instead I turn my whole body and almost get in an accident with a building. The doctor sees me after sitting in the little examining room for almost 20min. She should of left me in the waiting room cause at least they have magazines. I tell her my neck hurts, so of course she examines the inside of my mouth, ear, and nose. She says I have a sinus infection and gives me antibiotics. I realize that she was wrong after I take a few and my neck gets worse. I don't want to go back to the doctor... that would be another $20... I could use that to buy more cigars. I panic thinking that my cigars are the cause for my neck pain, but then I think my brain might be expanding, therefore that's why I have neck pains. I think I feel smarter... I mean I have been reading a lot more. I start to panic thinking that my brain is expanding from trying to be smart. I google "cause of neck pain" and my nerves calm. Apparently it's not that big of a deal, unless you have shooting pain or numbness on your arm/hand. I drive again, to the store. I don't know what pain medicine to take. My mom told me to take Tylenol, but they have like 20 different kinds. I decide on Extra Strength because I rather have extra pain fighters than not enough. It works, but now I have no excuse as to why my house is dirty.

8th

I get to work... I work at a perfume company. People ask me if I read my work e-mail at home, I say no, why? Bosses mom died, Oh!... and we are no longer in the development department, instead we are now grouped with the marketing department. It doesn't make sense but I start thinking of happy thoughts... my boss won't be my boss anymore. WRONG! he's still my boss. I realize how much he gets on my nerves. My pervert co-worker comes up to me and tells me he had a dream about me. He said it wasn't sexual this time... I don't say anything. I'm part-time but I found out I have to work 5 days a week for the next 2 weeks... people say good for you but I think they are lying. Co-workers forget I work there... I get a lot of "I thought maybe they let you go." or "I'm glad you still work here." Oh,well!