Title: Female MDs are a strange animal. I suppose ex-spooks are too. Source:
freedom4um URL Source:http://freedom4um.com Published:Jan 8, 2024 Author:Esso Post Date:2024-01-08 01:03:29 by Esso Keywords:None Views:2162 Comments:17
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Me and the good doctor aren't having problems per se, but she can shut off at a whim. I wonder if that's a class they teach in medical school? I wonder how that works? I wonder how that might work against me in the future?
Maybe it's just something grown-ups do. God knows that if I ever grow up, I'll die.
Too bad she's too young to retire. I don't know what we'd do together 24/7, but I'm pretty sure I could enrage her like my buddy does to his wife even though he's still working.
Maybe Doc will be more comfortable in a better neighborhood, closer to where she works, without a neighbor who professes to be Satan (I lost my good house in the divorce ten years ago).
I dunno, I love a good fight, but I'm getting a little long in the no teeth (lost after the accident in 2013. I think Dakmar has the last pics of my teeth and a former GF) to spend a lot of time in jail. Maybe I'll move in with her and come home to post on 4um, etc. as a job or something. If things work out, I can dump this shithole on my Godson.
I don't understand her God Complex, and she doesn't understand mine. We're both killers though. Mine was sanctioned, her's was mandated. We're both carrying a lot of survivor guilt. I've had a lot of counselling in the past, she hasn't. Yet.
"I'm hypnotized by name, I wish this night would never end."
Wow, the blond went a little heavy on the blue eye shadow shit.
I sure AF don't want little Kimmy looking at the World through my jaded and cynical eyes. I love her, I always have. It's a Goddamned shame what she had to go through to be with me 43 years after the fact.
Last week my neighbor across the street texted me that he needed some money after me and Kimmy were in bed. I texted him back that I'd look at it in the morning. It was only a little over $800, but Prez Pedo's new IRS rules preclude writing a check and making the event end, because of the new $600 rule.
After Doc went to work, I geared up and went to the CU and got cash and went to their house. I was in their driveway getting their share out and Angie came out and saw what I was doing. They're the last white, English-speaking folks in the hood.
I just wanted to give her the money and go away, but she wanted to cry and tell me how sorry she was that she got injured and just cry, I guess. Papa-san came out on his way back to the sheriff's department and wanted to cry too.
They're like family, I'm not going to let them suffer. I was there when they brought home their daughter for the first time and I was there at her 21st birthday party a year or so ago.
You don't know about LeeAnn and her Ivy League brats yet and my last brush with the law. She never told me they were Antifa fugitives, I swear.
That's gonna be a long story.
Jesus, I'd almost forgotten about Roxette (LeeAnn) the newly minted widow wanting help gearing up her new house to take care of her dying mother. It was just as the Covid hoax was getting started. I don't remember when it was exactly, It was cold. I still had Red Truck that Sling Blade has now, the one with the trackers on it that Chip found, one active, one passive like an Apple AirTag. Jesus.