Crap, crap, and more crap.

[sroni]

I'm tired.

I hurt.

I still have this frakking migraine.

And I'm traveling with a guy that has decided it's fun to wait until I fall asleep in the van, and then yell my name, wake me up, and watch me jump awake.

Unfortunately, this screws my brain over, and it flipping hurts to have it happen.

I've tried to explain to him that it jars my body, and as a result, it causes my back to spasm.

He doesn't get it. He tells me it's all in my head.

Today he decided to do that to me twice.

And then this evening, I had a bug decide to burrow into my frakking arm.

BURROWED.

Left a bloody hole. (Literally "Bloody". I'm not using the British term.) I had to dig it out with tweezers in pieces. No clue what kind it was.

And same person told me that THAT was in my head, too.

*mutters to herself*

Am I PLEASE allowed to commit murder? PLEASE?

Edit: Um, yeah. The thing didn't burrow. I just thought it did.

Instead, it's... kinda a spider bite... And I have this odd rashy thing going from near my arm pit to an inch of my elbow. Guessing that's bad.

Guess who gets to go to the doctor tomorrow! (Guess who can't afford to go to the doctor's tomorrow?)

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[ozma914.livejournal.com]

Under the circumstances ... *points to icon*

[aadler]

If he does it again, punch him in the balls — as hard as you can — and tell him, “It’s all in your head.”

Or else let him know that I’ve promised to call on him and do it myself.