Today I'm going to the hospital to get a skin biopsy to see if I have Dermatitis Herpetiformis...which is a skin condition caused by wheat intolerance that sometimes accompanies Celiac disease. So basically if I test positive, I can never eat wheat or gluten again without causing serious harm. ie. my small intestine shuts down. Pretty much. So I'm totally not stoked, but whatever. On the plus side it's all nice and sunny out, which is nice. I can't wait for the BBQ tonight, I haven't been out in a while hahah....no life, no life whatsoever.

On another note, I'm pretty excited to register for my courses next year. Except for the whole math thing. I have to take math 12 next year, and I'm getting tutoring over the summer to prepare for it. Basically I'm doing Math 12 through NIDES, but not actually taking the exam unless I actually feel prepared, which I won't. So it will be a test run, and then hopefully I'll be able to retain all that for the actual course and not fail.
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shower time.

So, I'm working at Tim Hortons this summer, and I figured I'd say a little something about the fast food industry on here, since I haven't posted in a long long time, and figured it was about time I restarted my internet addiction, or whatever you want to call it. That's right! With work and everything I don't even have time to spend hours upon hours on msn, wikipedia, and countless webcomics (ugh...) Heck, I barely watch TV either (*sob* goodbye Buffy...goodbye Spike, Drusilla, Xander, Anya, Willow, Giles, Oz, Tara...)... Helllooooo, Angel! Anyways, after eight hours of "Is this for here or to go" and "would you like that sandwich on white or whole wheat, and would you like it toasted" I hate people in general. Well, some people... not that cute mom who got her 10 month old to hand me the cash, because that was just adorable. And none of the cute shirtless boys, no matter how rude they are. But the people who talk on their cell phones in the drive thru, or order a zillion more things once they get up to the window...and anyone who asks for more than 1 ice capp. during the busy hours, and gets all huffy if the machines aren't working. AND SPECIAL HATRED to that old guy with the pot belly who expects you to know his order and is kinda mean and angry and then watchs you at the sandwich bar to make sure you're making his blueberry bagel double toasted with butter on one side and plain cream cheese on the other juuuuust right. fuck you, man...just....fuck you.

On the plus side I get to wear a headset and that's just plain fun.