Went to the land of the monied today (As an elitist, we get our medical care where the wealthy do, bitchezz!) to pay a visit the croaker. Good news for us, bad news for the rest of the Internet: our ticker continues to tick, even if we weigh 240 lbs. (Sheesh!) The doc says it's safe to exercise (Thanks a lot.) & we'll be trimming some of that flab off before we know it.
The possibility of ass-cancer is still there, but several vials of blood should answer that soon enough. In the meantime,
a prescriptionDRUGS to cut down on middle-of-the-sleep-period (only squares sleep at night) visits to the head.
Looks as if the world is stuck w/ us; stick it, world!
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| Still woozy. |
Mere blocks from the doc's is the motel we lived in from Sept.-Nov. 2008.
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| The dump's been painted. |
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| The very room. None of the signage or other junk was there during our time. |
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| New hardware too. |
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| Would you like to see some more? We'll take that to mean no. |
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