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Friday, June 03, 2005

Damaged Goods

So, I finally went to the doctor today to get my wrist checked out. Turns out I have a torn ligament. That might explain the sharp pains I get once in awhile. No fractures, carpal tunnel, or tennis elbow. The doctor says I should wear a brace for a few weeks so it can heal. Makes sense.

I had the pleasure of sitting and waiting for an hour before them came and got me. That was nice. There was some lady in her 40's yackin' on her cellphone about how bad her herpes were. That's right kids... herpes. She wasn't discreet about it or anything. Nope, loud as hell bitchin' about how she has chanckers on top of chanckers. Just think, one out of every five people has the herp. Eeeeww. It was amusing to watch people get up and sit on the other side of the room. You know now when you see someone with a cold sore, you're gonna start counting. One, two, three, four, herpes. One, two, three, four, herpes.

As for me, I get a slightly extended weekend, which is always a good thing. Maybe I'll actuall figure out more things to post about. Just as long as I can dodge the pinches and defend my tender spots.

greasemonkey1320 at 4:41 AM

10 People who tried the chili

10 People who found a peppercorn

at 5:20 AM Blogger Candy said...

One two three four herpes? I want to see them count like THAT on Sesame Street. Learn to count AND important life lessons all at the same time!


Your always coming up with the best ideas. And Im so glad you went to the docs with minimal fighting, I am so glad nothing is broken. Ill go easy on the pinches while you are healing baby.

But beware, you mock me too much while your on the mend, I will remember, and vengence will be mine.

 
at 6:22 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Wow, now there's a phone conversation that would put me right off my lunch.

And remember: If you can dodge a wrench...you probably STILL can't dodge the wrath of JR, not when it's pinchin' time.

 
at 7:22 AM Blogger Madame D said...

In total agreement on the counting there!
How completely vagtastic that she felt free enough to share her convo with all her new friends at the doctor's office. What a way to find a date for tonight!

 
at 7:43 AM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Well, you know how those bitches in their 40s are. Always tryin' to give it away.

 
at 1:16 PM Anonymous Anonymous said...

That 1 out of 5 statistic gets me everytime too because thats so crazy it's not talked about more often like a period or something. Though the herp is a tad more shameful than the period.

 
at 6:49 PM Blogger Madame D said...

Look! Four commenters and a Bobblehead who wrote it...that makes five people. As I personally know that I don't have the herp, that means one of you...(heh)

 
at 11:10 PM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

I call "Not me either!"

 
at 4:29 AM Blogger Candy said...

ALRIGHT FINE! Its me ok. I got the herp. But I got it from the damn Katie Holmes. I didnt know she was seeing that cockmaster Tom Cruise on the side. Bitch just drops by one day, we go at it, two days later she is in all the papers with them "pimples" and I got the shankers.

Not fair I tell ya, not fair. His damn scientology better step up and fix this shit, thats all im sayin. God damn aliens, gotta ruin all the good pussy on this planet.

 
at 11:18 AM Blogger Madame D said...

Them's the one with the "silent birth" and shit.
Um, no screaming during labor? RIGHT! Like I'd remember that!
Yeah, they'll pray for your healing, that's for sure. And that's about it, too.
You gotta pay extra for "actual healing".
As Katie had to find out the hard way.

 
at 10:08 PM Blogger Katy Barzedor said...

Duuuude, how 'bout postin' some photos of your tattoos?

 

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