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This week has been crazy. I now probably hold the world record for the fastest job quitter in the world. I spent three days jumping through a bunch of silly hoops for a woman I couldn't understand because she didn't speak English or even complete sentences that made sense. She managed to rudely cut me off in the middle of every single sentence I said to her. All for a part time job at Victoria's Secret Beauty. Then I decided that it was all a crock of shit and that I didn't want to jump through anymore of their hoops for a trial offer at the low low price of $6.25 an hour. Then maybe possibly earning hours based on my sales (or lack of) starting with a free night of proving my worth on the sales floor plus a complete VS wardrobe and make up makeover that I would have to pick up the tab for before I would even be considered for the job. I mean give me a fucking break. I didn't realize working part time at the mall was such a super huge thing.


Then yesterday we rushed Logan to the dentist because we thought we had another impacted molar nightmare on the horizon that turned out to be a very minor yet extremely painful ulcer on his gums. Thank God.


Then I found out this morning that I am going to hold yet another record for the girl with the most consecutive freaky weird AVM induced partial hysterectomy procedures in town. Yes, I am going back under the knife October 24th. I am not mad about it exactly. I am just tired, and I don't feel good. I also feel like the biggest pain in everyone's ass. That bothers me. I am going to give those doctors a run for their money I think. Dr. Z has decided that I am just a bit more woman than he can handle all by himself :) So he is calling in his other doctor buddy to help him keep a handle on the situation. They have to do all of this in a unique Gwenisaveryhighmortalityrisk kind of way. I should feel so very special. They are going in above the area first to cut off all blood supply and seal off all the veins and arteries and check for more sneaky AVMs then very carefully remove the cervix sealing stuff off as they go making sure I don't pull a fast one on them like I did the first time and cause a big red scary flood and try to permanently check out. It is a bit scary. I am a little scared considering my track record this year.

Posted by gwendolyn on October 11, 2002 at 01:31 PM