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Damn, We Gotta Do Better!

2007-03-13

The Proceding is a list of things I have seen, observed and ultimately am pissed at, put out at and disappointed in:

 *I took care of an MD today in my clinic that weighed 280 pounds. That would be a little more than 2 of me. I mean it would have been okay if she was 7 feet tall, but who really takes medical advice from a morbidly obese woman?

 *The city of Memphis has a new law to fine panhandlers on Beale Street. (pause, slaps forehead) Okay, they are going to fine people that beg for money???? Am I missing something here?

 *Does anybody really have an emotional stake in who is Dannielynn Hope's daddy? Im sick of it. Anna Nicole was a tramp when she was alive, and now we have to figure out which of the umpteen-elevendy thousand men she humped is the daddy.

 *WHY THE HELL didnt Sanjaya get kicked off American Idol last week? (ooops I just threw up in my mouth a litte when I thought about him)

 *Is it God's cruel joke that women get hornier when its "their time"?

 *Why is it when an elderly person that still has their mental facilities comes to my clinic accompanied by their grandchildren, son, or daughter, the grandchildren, son, or daughter is the one that insists on telling me whats wrong with the patient??? Just because theyre a little older, doesn't mean theyre stupid, asshole! Give these fucking people a break!

 *Why is it that women that are 5'2 and 260 pounds insist on wearing clothes that would be tight on Mary-Kate Olsen? You may be confident, but youre making me want to do another lap around the track. Everyone thinks its the skinny people that inspire women to be obsessed about losing weight, its the opposite. Its the fear of looking like that that makes me want to put a finger down my throat. Its not "fat and fabulous", its "Morbidly obese and looking like a side show freak in heat".

 *Why is it that Metabolife was banned? I'm still pissed at that. The people that died on it were weak. Its called survival of the fittest. Its Nature's way of picking off the weak.

 Okay, my sleeping pill is starting to work. I know its nothing much, but feel free to add to my list in the comments. These are just a few things that make me go "HRRRRRM" and keep me awake late at night.

 Dear hubby is on his way home from walgreens with my Bronkaid for tomorrow. Such a sweet enabler he is. We love him. We love him very much. By "we", I mean my kids and me. What, did you think I was talking about the voices in my head? I stopped hearing voices when I gave up Rice Krispies for breakfast.

 Rock on, bitches!

 

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