Melony Louise's Natural Habitat

The upside to scheduling my day: I always finish what I have down to do before I said I should have it all done, and it makes me feel like I'm accomplishing a lot.

So I despise UC Davis and need to find a new clinic. I call at like 10:30 to ensure things are confirmed and duh-de-duh. "I'll take a message and have her people call." They call at 2:30 and say, "can you come in at 3:30?" "...No. I have no ride and no co-pay money." "Well, we have no more appointments until June. So, call tomorrow and see about any cancellations, and if you don't want to do that, you can go to an urgent care facility [Med 7]."

First off, who the fuck calls a patient and goes "be here in an hour"? Second off, I left a message on this topic TWO WEEKS AGO, and nobody can fit me in until at least two weeks from now? Third, UC Davis, the best doctors in ... the country, right ... referring me to a Med 7!? When I'm having ANXIETY PROBLEMS!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE!? I'm about to have a breakdown in the middle of the street Cameron Diaz in Very Bad Things style. Well, minus the paralyzed husband, dog, and family friend and the two obnoxious children. And the dirty house. And all that. Yeah.

But aside from wanting to go kill the UC Davis folks, it was a good day where I got stuff done.

Hey, if you happen to have a band, you should leave a comment to let me know you want to be on my radio show.

I'll do what I can to have tomorrow's post be a little less screamy ... if I make a post. I'm going to a concert with a friend, and maybe her boy, and maybe The Boy. So it might be early Saturday of doom more than tomorrow. If I'm conscious enough to make one at all.