Therapy Topics
Puppies
More puppies, responsibility
Lupus
The jackass Fife Jr
Black mask
Hands above head
I’m too scared to write it
Short Shopping Trip
Lady Friend: You’re usually happy and smiling, what’s wrong with you? I said hi and you kept on going.”
Me: That’s because I was ignoring you.
Lady Friend: “What’s wrong with you.?”
Me: Nothing much, I’m okay.
Lady Friend: Well you don’t have to depress everyone around you with your sour puss.
Me: (no comment offered. I turn and wave to Chi)
Lady Friend: You think you had a bad day, I went to the doctor and instead of taking 2 viles of blood they took 11. Do you think…..
Me: Let me interrupt you for a second
Lady Friend stops talking
Me: I don’t care.
Lady Friend: My God you’re evil today. You need to take these cookies and go home.
Me: That’s exactly what I’m about to do if you just stop talking and ring me up.
Lady Friend: Damn woman!
Note: This is the same girl I wrote about while ago that told me I stink and asked me if I was going to support her financially.
In the cookie isle a complete stranger said to me, “I guess this is the Big Girl isle.” … deep sigh…. “I said, miss, please don’t make me talk about your teeth.” Why are people so damn stupid?
Arriving Home
Fife Jr is on the porch. I feel my blood pressure rising. I think to myself, the last time I felt this uncomfortable in my own home Blossom was here.
Yes, I am slightly annoyed about every little thing right now. All I want to do is eat spaghetti and watch a bit of TV, that’s all, nothing else, not a damn thing.
J of A









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