I am just trying to get it down so I don't forget. Which happens a lot. My non-virtual journal entries tend to devolve into lists of things to do that never get done. This place is filling up fast with brainfarts. Here, take this clothespin. If Google brought you here, I'm sorry. You are unlikely to find what you were searching for. But there's plenty to see if you care to browse around.
Friday, January 25, 2008
paper gowns and politics
I had this dream last night that I went to the gynecologist's office and my gynecologist was Rudy Guiliani. I am sitting in my paper gown and instead of examining me he is giving his campaign speech about healthcare and the nation and homeland security. I interrupt him from time to time to ask his opinion about the pill vs. the patch vs. the ring. He looks at me, ignores the question and goes back to his speechifying.
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Sounds like a nightmare to me!
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