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Day Off

WOOO HOOO!!!  Today I have off from work and was hoping to sleep in really late this morning.  As I began to toss and turn at the beginning of my waking up I could have sworn that it was maybe 10 or 11AM and thought for a second WOW!  I really caught up on lots of sleep today.  Then I squinted over at the clock to see that it was in fact only 7:54AM.  This proves once again the party animal that I am.

So yeah, I get to play Vice City Stories, do laundry, water my now blooming summertime garden, play with my cat, oh, and let’s not forget the best thing ever, go to the doctors and talk about things that they’ve ruled out and other possible things that I may or may not be dying from.  All that I know so far is that Hepititus has been ruled out, and that’s good, cause that means that I was able to sleep with Pam Anderson numerous times without getting infected.*

All these tests is why I don’t like modern medicine.  Doctors are cautious as a bunch, and as such will test you for everything when “something doesn’t look right”.  Then they’ll keep you stressed out the entire time while they continue to look for possibilities of things that might be wrong with you.  I know that all of you are full of envy at this prospect, but please you shouldn’t be.

It partly makes me wish that I lived in any time before modern.  A time where only the strongest survived past childhood, and then if as an adult if you were going to die from something you would just die without much warning.   You’d just be walking along somewhere one day, feel the crippling pain somewhere, collapse, and then writhe in pain for however long it was until you went.  No worrying about having that moment happen years before the actual time…such a  simple life.

*I have never slept with Pam Anderson, she was the one who always slept with me.

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  1. i like cheese said

    I’m with you on the whole dropping dead concept. I’d rather just kick the bucket with no warning. Way less stress.

    PS. You’re fine. You are FINE.

  2. beehive said

    Yeah, the whole phrase “drop dead” which is meant to be a negative actually doesn’t sound half bad.

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