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I got my flu shot yesterday at Rite Aide. I had to fill out this long form. It's the same damn form I fill out each time I get a vaccination. I can understand a change of address and phone number, but do you really think that as a guy I'm, now, pregnant ? Why do I keep filling out this form so they can put it into their computer that already has the same data?
 

Life's a bitch. I want to go to bed at midnight to get my 8 hrs. Most of the time, I mess around and it's 1AM, before I hit the pillow. So, awaking at 8AM, I only get 7 hrs. Last night I was in bed and asleep by 12AM, and I was wide awake at 5AM. I could not go back to sleep.
Somehow I really offended the sleep god.
 
Went to bed at 12PM. Woke up at 5AM, again, and couldn't go back to sleep. I think if I want to get more sleep, I have to get a bigger bladder. I wake up feeling like I haven't gone since last Thursday.
 

I keep seeing these drug ads on TV. People take the drug, and in the very next scene, they're water skiing, going down rapids, horse riding in the surf, parasailing, and mountain climbing. I take my meds, and nothing like that happens. I think it's because I don't have a three letter disease. You need a disease like 'DST', RBS ,etc. Plain old diabetes is so passe.
 
There's a TV show about cops and the characters they meet at 3 AM. It reminded me of when I worked on a psych. ward. I loved working there, because I had no idea what to expect. On my way to work, I passed the firehouse, where they were responding to a call. If the fire engines took a left, I knew where they were going. I miss that "what next?" I liked how utterly bazaar we all are- and how all comedy is just telling us about how odd we really are.
I miss that.
 
Went grocery shopping last night. Got a bunch of mouse bait. When it gets colder, mice think under my kitchen sink is some sort of vacation destination. So, this year I'm putting in the bait before I have to book reservations. About ten years ago, I had 3 cats. I was watching TV and a mouse casually walked down the living room and into the kitchen, and my 3 cats just sat there and watched him. That night, they were damn close to becoming "strays".
 
My credit card co. has rare tickets to see "Mamula" in NYC. They ain't cheap-$75. Apparently, "Mamula" is sold out. I have no idea what a "Mamula" is. It sounds like a musical. Whatever it is, it's a big deal. I remember when my parents couldn't name the four Beatles, and I couldn't believe how they could be so oblivious to what's going on. Now, I feel like I should take my club, my bear skin shirt, and go back into my cave, next door to the Flintstones.
 
My credit card co. has rare tickets to see "Mamula" in NYC. They ain't cheap-$75. Apparently, "Mamula" is sold out. I have no idea what a "Mamula" is. It sounds like a musical. Whatever it is, it's a big deal. I remember when my parents couldn't name the four Beatles, and I couldn't believe how they could be so oblivious to what's going on. Now, I feel like I should take my club, my bear skin shirt, and go back into my cave, next door to the Flintstones.
I wonder how many millions of your credit card company’s most valued customers got this special offer for these rare tickets. 🤔🤭😂
 
My credit card co. has rare tickets to see "Mamula" in NYC. They ain't cheap-$75. Apparently, "Mamula" is sold out. I have no idea what a "Mamula" is. It sounds like a musical. Whatever it is, it's a big deal. I remember when my parents couldn't name the four Beatles, and I couldn't believe how they could be so oblivious to what's going on. Now, I feel like I should take my club, my bear skin shirt, and go back into my cave, next door to the Flintstones.
There's a film by that name that's dark about killer mermaids and sirens songs... and murder that would give me nightmares forever. It was actually filmed on Mamula Island. I'd take that $75 and give myself a pizza and chocolate party. (y)
 
I found out Mamula is a famous(?) Latino singer. So, I'll pass up going. But I wouldn't mind seeing a Broadway play- a musical. I know Broadway musicals sound dumb, but there's something about real live people on stage that makes anything sound believable. Going to a play isn't a bad idea.
 
My remote happened to click on "Masha and the Bear". It's for pre-schoolers. And the way I figure it, they don't go to school, and neither do I, so I qualify. Masha is a cute little girl, who is cared for by a big bear. I don't know the back story as to why. But Masha is a brat. The bear has to constantly rescue her.
Of course, it's for little kids, I normally watch TV with a lot more adult themes, like Spongebob Squarepants. I even have Spongebob fridge magnet.
 
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My remote happened to click on "Masha and the Bear". It's for pre-schoolers. And the way I figure it, they don't go to school, and neither do I, so I qualify. Masha is a cute little girl, who is cared for by a big bear. I don't know the back story as to why. But Masha is a brat. The bear has to constantly rescue her.
Of course, it's for little kids, I normally watch TV with a lot more adult themes, like Spongebob Squarepants. I even have Spongebob fridge magnet.
I love that show.
 
When I was growing up under the Santa Clause deception, elves were merely described as workers who made the toys. However, Santa was described as knowing every thing that a child was doing.

BTW

A very special effort was made to perpetuate the fantasy in my case. Constant claims that they were totally incapable of deceiving me kept me trusting. When I was finally suddenly and unceremoniously told that it had indeed been a deception, I almost blacked out and had to hold on to a street light post to prevent myself from falling. I think I was twelve going on thirteen at that time. I do not appreciate them doing that!
 
I went three stores yesterday. Not one had the same kind of self check out machine. Lowe's had a hand held scanner, and a quirky screen array. The others had their own quirks. How in the hell are we supposed to know this stuff? Really, did you know you had to press "pay" twice for it to work?
I bought a plant. I thought it was a regular house plant, but turns out it's a tropical plant. Considering my green thump, the poor thing is doomed. I was given a cactus, because there's no way you can kill a cactus. Yeah, right.
 
The plant's still alive!
I use Interstate 80 to get around- that is a major route to and from NYC. I forgot it is a holiday weekend. At those times, 80 is a parking lot. It's just not "stop and go" traffic, it's "stop and don't go" traffic. I got stuck behind a little old lady, whose right blinker was on for 10 miles. You think you could ignore a blinking light that's 4 feet from you, but I couldn't. I had to fight the urge to get out, open her door and shut the blinker off.
 
You just have to love politicians. It cracks me up when the Presidential candidate skirts a hot issue. Then the Vice P. candidate gets a mike stuck in his face and has to answer that question. You can see the wheels working. It's like a 4 year old with chocolate all over his face, trying to make you believe he didn't eat any cake.
 
I bought my tropical plant on Weds., and since then we have had a lick of sunshine.
I got a bug light. I don't know how they are getting in, but I have gnats. The gnats love it when I read, they keep landing on my book. I slam the book shut, and , yeah, squished gnat. I got four of them, that way, and so far ,only 3 in the bug light.
 
Complaint #296,571,861A
I buy 2 liter bottles of soda. And in every store, they put the bottles on the top most shelf. I'm disabled, so I couldn't reach them. I got a store guy to get them for me. He was just able to stretch and grab them.
Now, if this guy had problems, how in the hell are me, short people, and the disabled supposed to get them??????
 

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