Friday, September 28, 2012

Sweet child O' mine


Hello!

Yes yes…yes…

I was about to start blogging when out of the blue the phone rang and it was a wakeup call: “Fck doctors! Guide your kids into becoming vets”… dear Lord!! You know how much the brouhaha of Hammer is going cost me? (And I say me because even if my wife claims she gave me a $100 dollars, just like aliens, there is no freaking evidence of them!!!)… The joke is going to be about $350 shillings!! …WTF?! Am I made of gold? Do I have sucker written all over my face?...And all of this shit so that the freaking cat can have unprotected sex all night and not get pregnant….

And then…

Nutrifuckingtionist at the door!! Great, come right in and make yourself at home… An hour I will never see again… we (actually she) talked and talked and talked some more. She did provide me with useful information on what I should look for when choosing snacks for my nightly coffee, I’m freaking honest with them… I tell them everything, like the oatmeal cookie that I had just before she came in….  she told me that there wasn’t much she could ask me to change except my nightly coffee and snack, make it healthier… she also grab a hold of my thing, no not that thing, the sugar measuring device and she went over my readings….she saw that I was telling her the truth about my readings and she left me alone… but not without penciling herself in for another meeting next Friday; at which point I have to provide her with a cornucopia of homework she has left me with … all of this for being too sweet…

Yeah... heaven should be made of oatmeal raisins cookies...

Take care folks!

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