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Monday, October 27, 2003 @ 10:29 PM

My Day, in the Form of an E-mail to My Mother

After considerable trouble, I managed to get on a bus and take it to a clinic on Main Street in Binghamton. The receptionist told me that their clinic usually doesn't do physicals, and even if they did, that they'd need a form from Health Services and my immunization records. I didn't have either of those things, so I cried. And she said she'd see what she could do.

I finally got in to see the doctor, and he said he couldn't do it without the form. I cried. He called Health Services and had them fax the form. I got my physical done in ten minutes flat and got back to campus in plenty of time to watch "Angel," get dinner, and go to rehearsal. I was worn out from all the panicking, but overjoyed because now the whole nightmare is over and Bing will let me register for classes for next semester.

The moral of the story is: Crying solves everything.


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