Oh my word. There is no way on earth I could be more bored. I've already done all of my work, checked all of my regular Internet sites (seven times), told everyone all of my stories, checked on the Iowa caucus, and planned several trips that I'll probably never get to take - one to Ireland, one to Japan, and one to Switzerland. There should be federal laws prohibiting this kind of job-forced boredom.
The good news is that even though Crazy is here yet again today (how many times in one year do you have to go to the doctor anyway), she has hardly made an effort to talk to me. Then again, I did hide in the doctor's office while she was getting her urine sample - this is mostly because I didn't want to hear the words "pubic area" come out of her mouth again.
All I want to do is go home and play my Wii.
4 comments:
Ireland! Come to Ireland! Where men are men and sheep are afraid!
That's not a very nice thing to say about your men! Or the sheep!
Wish I was on my way to Ireland. I want to go to a real Irish pub.
Oh! I KNOW this pain SOOOOO well. And I agree there should be laws against this kind of cruel and unusual torture.
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