the name of this blog is not by any means coincidental it is a VERy accurate translation.
My mother underwent a lung biopsy last week now the doctors want her to come in this week for a soft tissue biopsy she's flipping out she called me this morning to ask me what questions to ask the doctor i couldnt talk so i told her i would call her when i got in my office and just when i was about to go downstairs to call her i run into my supervisor who wanted to know "where" i was going and i had to tell her i was going to get a new case for my id which had broken so it wasnt a total lie but i couldnt go outside to call because i know she would be watching to see when i came back upstairs.
If I call now i have to leave my coat here because i can't keep running into her with my coat on - on top of this dante tells me last night that his doctors want to do surgery, evidently they want to remove his bladder and maybe his prostate and i have been in tears since yesterday afternoon
And lets see i've uninstalled yahoo messenger off my pc at home and told all the troll bastids that were begging me for sex to go to hell and that right now i dont need anyone around me who doesn't care about ME.
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