Get out of this place.

Went to the doctor today after being kind of sick for the last three months. Suffice it to say that I spend about 25% of my day in the bathroom. (Maybe eating that fish was a bad idea after all?) Waiting on lab results from the crap-ton (pun intended) of blood they drew from my arm. Also, they gave me a sort of take-home test. Laura, whatever you do, don’t look in the very tightly sealed brown paper sack in the fridge. It will be gone in three days—promise.

New Orleans, Louisiana. 9.24.2010.