Tiny burning paintrollers -- just say no, thank you.
2003-03-25 - 11:44 a.m. Back from the doctor. Not to bore you with too much detail, I'm cured, at least for now. However, if problems reoccur, there are a number of things to be done, beginning with sort of simple things and ending with hideous events involving TINY BURNING PAINTROLLERS OF LIGHT! Trying to remain calm, I asked if that didn't hurt. Well, he chortled, we try to knock you out. Otherwise it might be a bit uncomfortable, I'd think. He'd think, of course, because he's a guy, and these tiny paintrollers of burning light do not apply to guys. So he couldn't really know. Okay, then. I guess I'd better go do some of the 80 billion things I have to do -- Maddy's school is having an art show at the local children's art museum. This will be really fun, but somehow they called me to organize the refreshments, and I haven't done a thing yet. Ugh. And -- oh, other things. Okay, then. --Bye.
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