May
6
I have good news and bad news, and both pieces of information are the result of one man: a Doctor.
The bad news. The jackass kinda upped my dose of Synthroid and Valacroxonin so now I feel drunk and dizzy a lot, and my lymph nodes are as senstive as prostates. This goiter has become a mountain I have to climb—a beast mother that I have one day euthanize.
The good news is I discovered this lady looking down at me as I walked into the doctor’s office. Really fun art, she has an unreasonably long back though, and the green dress made me wonder if the artist matched it to the awning. I’m sure he or she (I’m not a crazy feminist) did. Anyway, I like the idea of fitting art in whereever you can.
