8:34 A.M.
Damn the lawnmower men! DAMN THEM!
They are so damn loud!
I swear that they have mowed that 3 ft. patch of grass outside my window at least 4 times in the past hour.
Today, when I get home, I am pouring bleach all over the grass so next week they will have NOTHING to cut there, and I can walk out and chew their DAMN HEAD OFF!
This isn't something new.
I've always hated the lawn mower men.
They are just a pain in the ass. And why the F*ck does it take them an entire day to mow 30 square feet of grass anyway?
They MUST be rocket scientists....
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Ok, maybe I'm bitter. Maybe I don't want to go to work.
This morning was great. No news is good news, and my doctor has ordered a cat scan, a contrast cat scan. One of those jobbies where they stick you with a needle to pump dye in your bloodstream, to contrast each side of your brain.
Been there, done that, and they've never found anything positive in there...
Actually the last time I had it done I wondered if they could see the cartoon characters in there.
After the dye runs through your system it takes a long time to be flushed out, and while it lingers in my brain, my brain goes on vacation and it's run by cartoon characters....
Oh forget it, unless you've had a contrast MRI or a CAT scan of the same nature you have NO idea what I'm talking about.
The doctors never warn you about the side effects but I know for a fact that I am not the only one who has experienced delusions of bugs bunny and other silly, colorful images....
