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:550 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.
Don't forget about me. You're the closest thing I have to family left.
Angie, I'll never forget your black (you said it was purple) fingernail polish at my younger sister's funeral in 2018. I wouldn't have been there if it wasn't for Marla (ex-GF) dragging me out of bed, cleaning me up, and making me go in her (my) car. Every time I see a gal with dark fingernail polish, I remember how kind you were to Mom, Carol and me.
I guess it was good prep for all the clot-shot deaths that were to come. I'll never let you guys suffer as long as I've got a breath left in me.
(Edit) Both Marla and Angie held my hands through that horrible ceremony. One of them kept me a seat away from my estranged older sister during the ordeal, I don't remember which one.
When I arrived, my ex-wife, who was Carol's legal guardian, escorted me into another room to view my sister in her cardboard crematory casket to view her body. Teri didn't flinch when I held Carol's hand to make sure she was dead.
I guess that's a thing after Beirut. I've got pics of my mother's body at hospice when they called me and Marla away from her family's gathering. A medic in Beirut told me why you can't close dead people's eyes. I had to try it with Mom. Whatever the reason is, you can't shut dead people's eyes like in the movies.