had a doctor appointment yesterday. i've been having daily headaches for about 12 days now and had to go in to get checked out for the first time in nearly a decade. i had a wild night the night before, drinking until & beyond sunrise, and woke up 10 minutes before my appointment reeking of booze & cigarette smoke. i made the appointment on time, but got some weird looks from the doctor.
i don't have much like for the medical industry.....i guess i have a grudge because i was placed on ritalin at age 5 for ADD and ended up taking it and other similar drugs of the same type for 19 years. i think that shit wiped my memory out, because i have barely any recollection of life between ages 5-12. from what my mom told me, the school and my family doctor strongarmed her into putting me on it, threatening to place me in a learning disability school unless she bought the ritalin. i guess it was my own fucking fault for being such onobnoxious little shit, huh?
ok enough with the bitterness there.
after the doctor Jen called up aand convinced me to go with her to chicago and play disc golf. i've never done that before, so i said sure and went down. it was fun, but i really sucked at it, while Jen & her pal david were both really good. my props to them for being so supportive of me, saying "nice shot" when i'd throw their disc into the pond. of course old joey had to fetch the discs. i got mosquito bitten like a motherfucker and smelled like absolute dogshit, but it was a rollicking good time.
last night was boring. that was good, because i've been having some long drunken nights of late & need to get back in the swing of things 'cause i work in chicagoland this weekend. the dreaded 1st cheerleading event of the year.
i hate cheerleading.
i find that strange because i love small skirts.
i've neglected my housework for the past week or so, so i will make an effort to catch up. i will probably cheat & have my laundry done by the professionals because laundry seems like the most awful task in the world to me right now. conversely, i don't mind doing dishes, i get to stare at a welcome back kotter picture that lives above my sink. and a picture of my grandpa at mcdonalds drinking a cup of joe. i don't know why, but my grandparents all agree that mcdonalds makes the worlds best coffe. 2nd place? - SANKA. yup, the instant shit.
i don't have much like for the medical industry.....i guess i have a grudge because i was placed on ritalin at age 5 for ADD and ended up taking it and other similar drugs of the same type for 19 years. i think that shit wiped my memory out, because i have barely any recollection of life between ages 5-12. from what my mom told me, the school and my family doctor strongarmed her into putting me on it, threatening to place me in a learning disability school unless she bought the ritalin. i guess it was my own fucking fault for being such onobnoxious little shit, huh?
ok enough with the bitterness there.
after the doctor Jen called up aand convinced me to go with her to chicago and play disc golf. i've never done that before, so i said sure and went down. it was fun, but i really sucked at it, while Jen & her pal david were both really good. my props to them for being so supportive of me, saying "nice shot" when i'd throw their disc into the pond. of course old joey had to fetch the discs. i got mosquito bitten like a motherfucker and smelled like absolute dogshit, but it was a rollicking good time.
last night was boring. that was good, because i've been having some long drunken nights of late & need to get back in the swing of things 'cause i work in chicagoland this weekend. the dreaded 1st cheerleading event of the year.
i hate cheerleading.
i find that strange because i love small skirts.
i've neglected my housework for the past week or so, so i will make an effort to catch up. i will probably cheat & have my laundry done by the professionals because laundry seems like the most awful task in the world to me right now. conversely, i don't mind doing dishes, i get to stare at a welcome back kotter picture that lives above my sink. and a picture of my grandpa at mcdonalds drinking a cup of joe. i don't know why, but my grandparents all agree that mcdonalds makes the worlds best coffe. 2nd place? - SANKA. yup, the instant shit.
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pitpat:
I live about 45min. or so outside of Des Moines (I'm in Iowa City). I have only been to Des Moines to go to the airport, and have never actually hung out or done anything there.
alisa:
i do?? thanks 
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