I've been up a while, having fallen asleep/passed out early last night. The fuck up with the infusion, I'll be getting it next Tuesday, hit me harder than I expected. I think it's because I spent the last few weeks in England hitting it with a shovel, my devil may care attitude dependent on the drug repair I thought was coming. Which is why I can't be too sore about it.
I'm usually quite sensible. Fuck it, no I am not. I look to do what I want, and pay as I go. I was counting on the pain discount, which just got delayed. It's a bit annoying, but doable. Have I learned a valuable lesson? To be honest, I knew what was coming. I did it anyway.
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