10/12/2001 07:59:43 AM
i just got back from the hospital. we're so broke i've had to do the unthinkable... return to wal-mart. husband's job cut his hours back, and we fucked everything up, are in serious overdraft and owe people money. i know it's not like that's the only place i could work, but they're so desperate for competent people that they can work around my fucked up always changing availability, and i knew they'd hire me quickly... it's good to have a sure thing on hand i guess. i'll be starting monday if i pass my drug screen, which i hope i do, but a little doubt lingers in the back of my mind. i drove all the way to the hospital, chugging a 1 gallon jug of water. the lady at the lab looked suspicious of me, i was in a hurry and wearing my hoodie with a bra underneath, so she couldn't tell me to take it off. it's been 21 days... whatever... that's grade A urine baby!

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