Fuck it. I am calling into work, and taking the day off.

I have to call his doctor, this may take all day.

I just called in. I will be calling everyone... his parents, to see of what they think then we both will be going to the doctor. I need to see mine to get more Paxil and he obviously needs to see his because of his mental condition.

He is still asleep but first I should at least do my hair so I look a little bit presentable.

God. I am so scared.

Past Five:
12 May 2006 * Workaholic
16 April 2006 * It's Easter!
20 March 2006 * And she comes back
07 January 2006 * Starting over, elsewhere. I think.
02 January 2006 * Face your fears