Reluctant Butterfly
Oct. 14th, 2016 03:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryFinally got around to doing the paperwork for Ashley, though I only got the state stuff done. The IRS form will actually be easier, since I don't have to research another state's laws for it. I hadn't heard from Matt at all, so I opted to stay late and get a head start on a bunch of things for next week. Left at 6, hit the gym on the way. I could've sworn I brought my gym clothes, but apparently not. My butt looks great in the Hufflepuff jammies, so I'm not upset.
Still no word from Matt, but another friend called me asking if I have an extra Z pack. I do, but the current prescribed treatment is a z pack with a shot of rocephin. He's loathe to go to his doctor about it, because she gives him a lecture every time. I think he should get a new doctor. If your doc can't enthusiastically take care of your health, they shouldn't be your doc. She should be *delighted* that he's getting tested/treated, not upset that he got an std at all.
Eliot also messaged me, wanting me to meet him at Uptown with friends. Uptown is apparently a 90's straight nightclub on Friday nights, as I was treated to Montel Jordan upon entering. We only stayed there for one drink before moving on to Flick's. It was packed there. I tried to shazam one of the songs, but couldn't grab it in time, and couldn't get to the dj booth to ask him. Boo. At some point, I texted someone about helping them, but I can't remember what it was about. I was also in one of those moods, so I gave money to all the homeless people on the street.
I dropped Eliot off at home, kissed goodbye and headed home myself. Matt texted me at almost 2, asking what I was up to the next day. I thought this was the 22nd, which is when all my party invites start, but don't really have anything going on. Okey-dokey.
Still no word from Matt, but another friend called me asking if I have an extra Z pack. I do, but the current prescribed treatment is a z pack with a shot of rocephin. He's loathe to go to his doctor about it, because she gives him a lecture every time. I think he should get a new doctor. If your doc can't enthusiastically take care of your health, they shouldn't be your doc. She should be *delighted* that he's getting tested/treated, not upset that he got an std at all.
Eliot also messaged me, wanting me to meet him at Uptown with friends. Uptown is apparently a 90's straight nightclub on Friday nights, as I was treated to Montel Jordan upon entering. We only stayed there for one drink before moving on to Flick's. It was packed there. I tried to shazam one of the songs, but couldn't grab it in time, and couldn't get to the dj booth to ask him. Boo. At some point, I texted someone about helping them, but I can't remember what it was about. I was also in one of those moods, so I gave money to all the homeless people on the street.
I dropped Eliot off at home, kissed goodbye and headed home myself. Matt texted me at almost 2, asking what I was up to the next day. I thought this was the 22nd, which is when all my party invites start, but don't really have anything going on. Okey-dokey.
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