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11:37 p.m. - 2004-07-19 I had the worst three hours of my life today [no just kidding, probably just of the day]. I was on my way to the Orthopedic Surgeon, running a little behind. I was halfway there when I realized I forgot the X-rays of my mouth on the end table. I call my mom flipping out and run back to get them. I start making my way over to Rochester again and while I'm on the bridge helpful Joe calls me. Of course, I don't really know where I'm going to get to the dentist, so he decides to give me directions. He keeps on telling me to take a left towards Giant Eagle while I keep screaming at him that Giant Eagle is to my RIGHT not my left. End result: a fight. Now I'm crying and calling the dentist office to try and find directions. I somehow end up on a one way street in the wrong direction. I don't even know how I got out--at least I wasn't alone though, there was an old couple in the car ahead of me. I finally reach Dr. Chewning's office only to find that there very small parking lot is filled and I have to park in a metered parking space. Guess who doesn't have any change? Oh, you guessed it. So I'm sitting in the office's waiting area when the realization hits me. I'm such a dumbass. Giant Eagle is on my LEFT! Okay, so maybe I haven't mastered the art of Right and Left, but I do go to the University of Pittsburgh. That has to say something. -Amber
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