the sickness of me

So, today I went to the specialist. You know that Interpol song? Well it was nothing like that. (Indicentally, what is that song about?)

They took more of my blood for more tests and if these tests come back negative then I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. That is arse, but what would be more arse is if they came back positive for Lupus or something, because that wouldn't be nice at all.

Then the doctor gave me happy drugs and then I came home and now I have snackfoods. Drugs and snacks, really being sick isn't so terrible, is it.

I think my work are going to sack me.