My urinary system likes to radiate pain. I do not why and take harsh medicines to make it not do this. I do not think the doctors know/care what it is. They just poke instruments in a very small hole and look inside this syetem (which can be fascinating to watch on the monitor if it wasn't your peeny getting poked).
Will they do it again? I won't allow them. It is a harsh violation and leaves a memory that tickles my already bad anxiety.
I seem to have dry air related repiratory ills, a cough, sneezing, etc... My nose has thankfully withheld leaking that universally reviled thing called snot.
It is in this moment that Jen decides to hug me with more vigor and aggressively kisses me. It can cure any dark mood/ill feeling, true. She is my dear one.
The DJIA is tanking -300 points on average this morning. People are getting sent home early from wm, usually unthinkable in that super profitable store.
I gotta stop watching so much CNN.
I am hurting, yes, but like Arthelius says, "A friend can always heal a troubled mood." Of course, he was talking about Marakka, who stole his cloak and saber. Can't trust those Wookie females... *sigh*
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