March 3, 2008

• Surviving Another Day

  Got up and this day started like yesterday.  But there's things to do.  Like fun things, you know, paying bills, getting caught up on emails, moving some plants because it's a nice day outside, pick up prescriptions, um, yeah, lots of things to do.  So what did I do this morning?  Not much of anything.  Slept in...and at least I did sleep which keeps the pain lost since it can't find me in my oblivion.

  Played several turns on Scrabulous on Facebook.  Kimberly got me started on that; yeah, I'm blaming her, that's my story and I'm sticking to it!  And I fooled around and really haven't done much.  I really don't want to go out this evening, too.  But, I have to do that.  Don't worry, I'll be pleasant.........maybe.

  Smile

  Sometimes people want to MAKE you smile, even if you don't want to.  I think someone wrote about this once that I remember (Cheryl?)  I've got a crushing migraine and I feel like I'm going to die.  I try to smile to most people anyway, when this young lady makes it her day's goal to force me to smile.  Hey, I gave her my best, but she wanted more.  Pardon me, I don't feel well.  I don't want to talk.  Would you mind not talking to me today, maybe some other time?  She insists that she can make me feel better.  Yes, my mind did wander for just a moment and I don't think she meant what that sounded like, and no, that wouldn't make a migraine go away.  Thanks, said with dismissal.  Anything that would make me smile?  Now she seems to bordering on heavy innuendo.  Anything?  Umm, yeah, with a squeeze on the hand.  No thank you.  Come on, what do you think?  I think my Hunni would rip off your head and force feed you dog crap.  That pretty much ended that conversation.  What the heck was that?  Should I have told her to take off her clothes, dance around the pharmacy, and then come give me a lap dance in front of everyone, or what?  Sorry, I got carried away there.  Maybe my messed up head was playing games with all her words, body motions, hand gestures, and I just totally misunderstood.  I just don't understand.  I don't think I'm the greatest looking guy, not bad, well, not good either.... just kinda' a guy.  What I really don't understand is that I'm sitting at a Pharmacy waiting on some drugs, could have any disease possible, and this girl comes up to someone she totally doesn't know, and acts like she wants sex.  What, was she in heat?  What's even stranger is that I thought she was really pretty and shapely and she could have anyone that she wanted. 

  Maybe that was a game?  If so, she might not realize how dangerous that was.  Not with me, of course.  I wasn't going to pull out my .40 that was under my vest and do anything.... you know what I mean.  Isn't that a good way to get hurt, if it's a game.  And if it wasn't a game, isn't that a good way to get something that you don't want?

  Oh, on the other hand, there's the person that wants to make you all better by making you smile.  Sometimes, I just don't feel like it.  Most of the time, I try to smile even when I don't feel like it,  But if my smile doesn't meet your standards, sorry, but your empathy doesn't meet mine.

  The FogWalker goes to get ready to go out....doesn't want to....will probably smile some this evening....

  • 6:42 pm
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