Wednesday, October 14, 2009
I have to go to the doctor tomorrow. And no! This is not one of the proverbial "walks in the park" with the spinning, flowery umbrella. This is one of those awful things I have to do periodically. I dread it because Dr. Pimply NEVER has anything good to say. I'm always "flabby" or my "eyesight isn't up to par" or I'm still "pigeon toed"... He reminds me of a pessimist I used to know. This pessimist always thought that I complained too much! Ha! That's a laugh! Anyway, if I were a doctor like Dr. Pimply, I wouldn't want any mirrors in my house because I would become a pessimist who constantly finds something wrong with himself. Eh...it's a hard life.
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