Its just not my week. Im on my way to the dentist when they ring to cancel. Are you kidding me? So they try to reschedule me, how about this date? they say. Nope, got another appointment. Ok, how about this? Nope see, the problem here is ive scheduled all these other appointments around the fact that this appointment with you today was actually today. Now I have to try and fit in what ever you have, with whatever I dont have, and its not meshing real well at all.
The dental receptionist must have felt sorry for me, because she worked extra hard finding me another time that was suitable and so, I am booked in for the 16th of Feb. I do not however hold much store in this. Because, well, i dont mean to be all negative and all, but fuck me how hard is it to get your damn teeth cleaned???
Have bought trashy magazine to curl up with and console myself. Front cover says...." Love Science, men with thin lips wont commit.....". Am now frantically trying to remember if that buddhist bastard had thin lips or not. And what actually constitutes a commitment anyway? Tasmania is not a commitment. Its a journey, a holiday, and a bloody worthwhile destination, not a commitment.
OOOOH have just noticed another on the front cover worthy of note...."What your boobs reveal about you". I'll go read it and get back to you.
Little note....Watch out Jayne, picked myself up a new pair of knickies today. Pic imminent.
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Ahhhhh it is soooooo good to have you back in print girl! Day now seems to sit roight. Gers is right, good of you to share the white coat burden, not that I have been pulling my share of late, seems you have somehow morphed on in there and taken my spot!
ReplyDeleteI did have a pic of my fine ass but apparently the file was too big to upload.
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