AIDS is a big deal in Hollywood (read: lots of gays), and there are free clinics all around town, where you can walk in, get your mouth swabbed, wait 20 minutes and find out if you have AIDS.
What they don't tell you is that sitting in a waiting room waiting for your results is the most awful 20 minutes of your entire life. Every one night stand, every broken condom, every "oh SHIT, you're on birth control right?" flashes through your mind on endless repeat. The above is a picture of me quietly dying of nerves.
The test came out negative though, and even though I had no reason to believe I had AIDS, hearing those results made my knees weak and I sank against the wall.
IN OTHER NEWS, HELLO LADIES
sorry, I had too
