I juss paid $25 for some doctor lady in very colorful dress and shirt to tell me my lips were dry and chapped because they were sunburnt at one point in time and had not recovered (duh thas what I said) and then write down on a little peice of paper the name of the most common or useful lip treatment they have over the counter. (Granted I should've raided the over the counter lip treatement in the stores before I went to her) And then I paid another $5 to purchase said lip treatment at the local grocery store.

$30 for an obvious solution to them? Prolly could've told me over the phone? Needed to take my vitals and medical history first or something before looking at my lips?

So so very depressing. Well, I at least did something about my situation.

There's just some things in life that juss seem ...wrong.

Like the couple of 13 and 15yr olds who got caught between two moving trains and all died.

Like the wild exotic animials that were let loose by the owner and then shot himself leaving the animals running around in Ohio and being gunned down by police in the dark.

Like the van that got stolen by some mexicans with two sleeping children in the back.