clinic purgatory, idols, bowling, and love. (and stealing, too.)

so. i'm home sick today. on ski trip i felt a little congested, and then on tuesday my throat started feeling sore, and yesterday i woke up and i could barely talk. i went to the little clinic inside walgreens, which was kind of a fiasco. here is my clinic experience, in list form:

1. drive to CVS.
2. begin checking in at their kiosk.
3. halfway through checking in, realize they don't take my insurance.
4. leave CVS, drive across town to walgreens, thinking, 'silly CVS, why wouldn't they take my insurance?"
5. get to walgreens.
6. begin checking in at their kiosk.
7. halfway through checking in, realize they don't take my insurance.
8. decide i don't really care and finish checking in anyway.
9. 10 seconds later (literally!), get called into the office.
10. get poked and prodded and swabbed.
11. fail the strep test.
12. get a presciption anyway, that i said i'd just get at their pharmacy, that she said would take 10 minutes.
13. 25 minutes later, ask at the prescription counter if it's ready.
14. pharmacy tech asks my birthday about 3 times. i begin to realize something is awry.
15. pharmacy tech goes to talk to clinic lady.
16. apparently there has been a glitch in the computer system so they didn't actually get my prescription in the pharmacy. many apologies. "we'll get it as SOON as we can!"
17. 35 minutes later, they actually get it.
18. i pay for the prescription and the pharmacy tech tells me "i see one of these prescriptions is new for you. i'm just gonna have you talk to our pharmacist." (REALLY?)
19. wait 5 more minutes to talk to the pharmacist, who proceeds to tell me EXACTLY what the clinic lady already told me about my prescriptions. (thanks.)
20. leave walgreens, aka purgatory, shed a couple tears of frustration, and get a milkshake. for medicinal purposes, obviously.
21. go home, fall into bed, sleep for 4.5 hours.

let's just say, it was a ridiculous morning. i mean, crazy. but i got some meds and a nasal spray (and explicit instructions from the pharmacist) and i am feeling better today. although i had strep last year, and i'm pretty sure the quick strep test was wrong, so i am staying home from work today so as to not infect anybody. luckily, on wednesday, i brought some work home, so i do have some things i can do that are low-key. right now, however, i am watching american idol on our tivo.

some people need to take a good hard look in the mirror. and maybe never sing again.

in other news, my dad was just here for a couple of days. talk about bad timing, i felt TERRIBLE that i was out of commission almost the whole time. but we did teach him the wonders of the wii, specifically tiger woods golf, and last night we went for reals bowling. for a few frames i was actually beating him! (you need to know that my dad was in a bowling league for approximately 25 years. at one time his average was a few pins shy of 200. although, i was also in a bowling league when i was little and one year my team won the city trophy. but let's just say we were not evenly matched. he did say he hadn't picked up a bowling ball in about 8 years, so that helped.) but i told brian from the beginning if he got his spin right, we were toast. and i was correct. i did beat brian though, so that made me feel better!

speaking of bowling, you probably didn't know that a bowling alley played a prominent role in our courtship, did you? here's the story: the first summer brian and i met, at the end of the summer we were hanging out with a bunch of people. some of us decided to go bowling, and brian, my friend emily, this kid whose name i forget but i know he wanted to be a sportscaster on espn, and i wound up on the same lane. we were semi flirting at that time, and somebody (it was probably me) decided it would be funny if we pretended we were on double dates, expect we kept switching partners the whole time, so anybody who was watching us got really confused. so we did. and i guess you could say that was me and brian's first "date," although it was totally fake and 2 years before we started dating for reals. BUT, at the end of the night, somebody dared brian to take his bowling shoes with him (also known as stealing) and if you know brian very well at all, you know he took that dare. he still has the shoes to this day, and they say right on them: "property of SWEETHEART lanes." isn't that adorable? we should have known!

ok. all of this typing is wearing me out. plus, if you have actually read this far into this post, you're probably praying it ends very soon. i grant your wish. have a wonderful, strep-free day!