Two days in a row??!?!

Yeah, I'm really going to try to update this thing regularly.

I had a pretty shitty day today. Woke up in a bad mood anyway, then forgot my cell phone at home. I don't want to talk about work too much, but I got some bad vibes today. I called the doctor, and they made me feel like a criminal for trying to get a refill on my Zoloft. For fuck's sake, it's not like it's Oxycontin. You mean it might make me not feel suicidal? God forbid I want to continue taking it since it seems to help most of the time. They said I had to come in for an appointment, which I have no problem with. The earliest I could get in was on Monday morning, and I only have 3 pills left, for Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.... meaning I'd have to skip Sunday, or they'd have to call me in a refill. I don't care which, unless they want to squeeze me in on Friday. But no, they put me on hold, and come back, and they say "The doctor says I can call you in a refill, but if you don't come in Monday for your appointment, we won't ever do it again." Huh? Do I make a habit of skipping appointments? Why are you being so rude, judgmental, and assuming? I'm just like "um..okay."

I honestly wonder if I just take things the wrong way when I'm having a bad day.

The only saving grace this evening was kickboxing. It's very therapeutic. I think I punched Matt in the chest kind of hard today.... just a reaction when he came at me.

I guess I'm done bitching for the day.