Here's the part where you save the day
At least I am talented enough that, while slipping in a puddle yesterday at work, I was somehow able to safely drop a load of dishes into the sink with one hand, and grab a hold of the sink for support nothing got broken, I was just attacked by a sink and about three co-workers. I found the whole thing to be rediculously amusing until I woke up this morning in pain all over my body, for no reason whatsoever.
Spent the day in the hospital, keeping vigil over my grandmother. She is feisty as hell, but the cancerous growths on her lymphnodes, her lungs, and her liver, are making it difficult for her to breathe. It's... not my idea of fun.
So I'm watching season 2 of lost to keep my mind off the impending death. The grandmother will be in surery tomorrow. Doctors remain cautiously optimistic. I am eating ice cream and drinking too much beer.
So, just how boring am I, secretly? On a scale of 1 to Commie?
-Much Love
-Commie
Spent the day in the hospital, keeping vigil over my grandmother. She is feisty as hell, but the cancerous growths on her lymphnodes, her lungs, and her liver, are making it difficult for her to breathe. It's... not my idea of fun.
So I'm watching season 2 of lost to keep my mind off the impending death. The grandmother will be in surery tomorrow. Doctors remain cautiously optimistic. I am eating ice cream and drinking too much beer.
So, just how boring am I, secretly? On a scale of 1 to Commie?
-Much Love
-Commie