Never again will I take showering for granted -- what a wonderful invention, this indoor plumbing, truly a gift from God! I never expected my bandages to be so extensive, they run all the way from the middle of my thigh to my toes. Consequently, it took a feat of modern engineering, two Hefty bags, and half a roll of duct tape to make sure that my leg stayed dry.
I think that's the only time I'll need to go through that, though. The bandages come off tomorrow morning, and then I get the pleasure of cleaning out the wound with peroxide, which - OW. If you listen carefully, you might be able to hear my screams all the way up in Dayton.
Tom and Katie sing Candy Shop
So everything on the TV these days has to do with Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes, as if I weren't nauseous enough already. Is it possible for a 42-year-old man to spontaneously become retarded? I mean, I'm neither inspired by nor jealous of their new-found "love" -- it's an absolute trainwreck, and a completely uninteresting one at that. Please, Tom, get off my TV.
2 comments:
wait. so you are having a house built and you didn't consult your friend, the architect?
Um, ooops? Hahaha, want to come perform the inspection for me? I close at the end of July!
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