Pointless Announcements

They called me D-ass for short.

 

Shit fuck shit. $788 to the dentist, $495 to the account for preparing my taxes, nearly $3,000 to the government.

 

Good thing you didn't go to the same school as the_jazz when you had such a similar nickname.

 

I only aspire to be as great of one.

 

Hey-oh, 2am, still awake!

And Bea is panting, so that means she'll probably keep me awake.

 

Last day in France. Time to visit Thailand for a new liver off the black market.

 

Men who need a black market liver in Thailand after a week in France are so debonair. Like Noel-fucking-Coward.

 

Somerset Maugham

 

Carefully... it will become natural after a while to distinguish which ones are going to kill and which ones are gonna make you real sick with interactions.

 

Well, they aren't for me, they are for the patient I will be caring for the next two days. She is 93 and on 19 different medications, many of which interact in ways that could be dangerous. It's disorienting. On the one hand, you want to trust that the doctor knows what she's doing. On the other you tentatively ask yourself, does the doctor know what she is doing?

 

Wow $495 to an accountant to do your taxes? Geez what all did he/she do for you?. Lol

I just put $700 out for my daughters dentist. Still owe $600.

I won't tell you what I got back from the government.

 

I'd much rather owe taxes than get a refund...

:shrug:

Craven Morehead - hang in there man. You're usually pretty good at finding that upswing :thumbsup:
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You know - every time I hear of the evil Angry Uterus this instantly starts running through my fucked up head.

 

Women are 'better off without their bras' (say scientists who took FIFTEEN YEARS to inspect women's breasts) | Mail Online


Studying women's breasts for 15 years? Hell, I've devoted my life to that!

 

Yup. I totally got into the wrong profession.

 

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Yeah I agree with you Glory's Sun , it's a choice I like to have though.

I have a breast Doctor with a name of Dr Weiner. You know when he intruduced himself all I could think about was weiners.
Thankful he is handsome and has warm hands.

 

in my mind, i move through an endless transitional sequence from a western film. it could be any western. nothing particular happens. for some reason, i go from one place to another. this is raining down from the sky in the way movie soundtracks do:

 

Our fridge at work broke yesterday. I didn't think too much about it until I poured my coffee this morning, and I didn't have a couple ice cubes to drop in. Boo.


In other news, tomorrow is Friday! Huzzah!

 

All of the woman pictured in that article are wearing bras. How are we supposed to get a fair comparison? What sloppy journalism.....

 

I need to clip my talons. I mean my toenails.

Don't worry—they're clean.