Bonjour!

I thought I'd practice some francais today. So here is my issue: the blood test. i HATE getting it done mostly bc i have very small veins and so it either KILLS they can't do it or they poke me about a thousand times. So I keep putting it off yet my life keeps getting worse bc i get sicker and sicker and the doc is emailing me twice a day "did u take the test? did u do it?" so i feel like after i write this blog i am going to mosy on down to queen east and try to do it. i hate it though seriously there are all these creepers there and old people in the waiting area and its gross like what if the needle is infected. i have a huge issue too bc of this movie i saw once. this kid killed this woman with a needle full of air, so im terrified of air bubbles. now my mother, who is a former neuropathologist (she worked at st. jos in the 70s when all the doctors were doing blow in the underground pathways below the hospital, thats right kids u should hear her stories), she assures me that when taking blood out it is impossible for air bubbles to go in. so thats okay. but i hate it. ugh. im going to FORCE myself to get down there after this. anyways, detox has commenced along with my gluten free lifestyle because my doc said that if i dont start to take it seriously it could end up a fatal situation. now the words fatal somehow in my brain are linked with an image of blood and a vampire. so i guess i have to take it more seriously than count chocula. no more gluten for jacqueline. in other news, ive decided to finally try bikram yoga with a lot of pushing from my lovely gf T. WHO just moved away to LA :( i will miss her because she is such an inspiration. So, I was going to go tonight but now that I have to see a client and do this blood stuff I will start Saturday. Perhaps I can convince J to come with me. He'll read this and laugh. Tomorrow is also the Kings of Leon concert, which I have tickets to but which I dont think I will attend. I can sell them for a pretty penny and then get C to get me some for madison square gardens in nyc on jan 31st. which is CLEARLY a better deal!!! So thats the situation with THAT. lol. I wonder who reads this blog and thinks I am crazy, either crazy or I have a weird life.
Also, I have an issue with chiropractic. I have been seeing a great chiro for about 2 weeks now, L. she is unreal but she is unreal as a person. Ever since I've seen her i think my back has gotten worse. Either that or im slouching too much. T says bikram will cure it all. So for now im going to cancel the chiro, book the yoga, and probably book the athletic therapist. Apparently my chinese doctor who is a genius also believes the raw food diet will cure all my woes. So I am about to embark on a transformation kiddos.
Now, this transformation kind of scares me. Only because everything in my life is changing pretty fucking fast. My job is changing, I'm going back to school, I'm moving, I'm changing personal relationships, my diet, my lifestyle, my daily life (seriously, im going to be waking up at 620 with my milf..well not WITH her..although I wonder if she's in to that, she likes D though and by D i mean P, bc she likes D from the gym and J so I better watch out for that hahaha ), so everything is changing and transforming. I will not however get a tattoo of a butterfly to commemorate this change. ew. I think the only tattoo id ever get would be of a word..one which I have tried to embrace my whole life, one which my father in Budapest has always said to me. He has ALWAYS said "Jacqueline, you have to have more faith in yourself" and I love him for it. He says it all the time because he knows how insecure I can get, how stressed I can get, and how doubtful I can get, how much I can doubt myself. So, the word I would have tattooed would be "Faith" and it would even be more of a tattoo for him too.
My father in Budapest is probably the MOST influential person in my life. He is also probably the one person who I rely on, look up to, respect, and love the most. He took me in, he adopted me, he loved me unconditionally, he has always been there, when I screwed up he always has a joke to make me feel better or a story to tell me, he's such a wonderful amazing person and I really miss him a lot since my parents moved back to Europe. Of course my mother is unreal as well, she's a hot piece too. I just really miss both of them.
Well, I just received a random text from a random person, well not that random, the same mysterious person I was talking about in a previous blog. Thats SOOOOO wierd. Like I said, they are not normal. Anyways, i wont reflect on it, i should probably go take that DAMN blood test UGH. i hate blood. i could never be a vampire (unless i was kate beckinsale from underworld she is HOT). see you in the movies...