I woke up this morning at 6 in the a - to - the - fuckin- m. I must say my eyes were quite puffy. So at about 6:20, me and my mom hopped in the hypothermic van, and we were off to the hospital. 6:30 is the time to be at the hospital, no lines whatsoever. So I get checked in, to do all my pre-op stuff incase you didn't know, and the lady is so sick of hearing my mom talk. I can't help but chuckle to myself, cause shit.. that's funny. It's 6:30 in the morning, no one wants their ear talked off. In fact, despite the time, no one wants their ear talked off, especially by my mother. Anywho, we got sent to the lab so I could draw some blood. Now here's the thing, I don't mind being stabbed with a needle and having my blood taken from me, but it isn't fun when the person taking your blood has to try two or three times, jumping from arm to arm. Normally when I give blood either the nurse can't find my veins cause they're so tiny, or if they find it my body won't give up my blood, thus leaving bruises on my arms. Today was a different story. I barely felt the needle go in, which doesn't even bother me to begin with, and the guy who drew my blood hit the vein on the first try, and successfully drew enough blood to be sampled. He also noticed my tattoo on my arm and made a joke about it, which automatically cancled out his blood taking skills. Hmmph. After the lovely time at the hospital, my mom took me out to breakfast at Le Creme. Nothin' like free food. Unfortunately, I had to listen to my mom ramble on and on about the most random shit, never listening to a word I have to say, never understanding that she makes my ears bleed. But I suppose that's the price to pay for the free food. Worth it? Maybe, but maybe not. But maybe, but.. maybe not.

So here's the score. My pregnancy test results came back today, and there is NOT, repeat NOT a baby in my belly. What a disappointment..

PSYCHE!

Jaclyn gave me my birthday present tonight. It included: one sweet ASS card, a Cal Poly t-shirt (which I've been CRAVING for some time now), a picture frame of my beautiful face and last but not least.. a JESUS NIGHT LIGHT!! Can I even express my full excitement? I think only Jesus knows how truely happy I am. Times of Good.