Some may think this crude, but I'm going to just come out and say it.
I called yesterday to make an appointment for my annual thing with the gynocologist, and they scheduled me for Valentine's Day. And it's not like I was all looking forward to Valentine's Day or anything. Oh well, at least now I guess I have something "special" to do for the "holiday." But I mean, the indignity of a pap and pelvic exam is bad enough. And Valentine's Day tends to irritate me anyway. Why do all the crappy things have to happen at once? It's like a really bad Woody Allen movie or something.
I will stop now before I lapse into obscene jokes.
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Ok, good news--I may have to cancel my V-day appointment. I know it means I'll just have to reschedule later, and I'm normally not a procrastinator, but really, this is something I want to put off.
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