Arvo all,
Well thank fusk your mince pies are working again, Techie. Throb the Viking pizzas (LOL, Missy) and the baked Chorizonian Man.
Cheeses twice, Undies ... I'm a legend in my own lunchtime. So ... last Thursday I went to a hospital for a scan and then saw a Urologist. Yesterday I saw an Oncologist. Today I saw a Dentist and an Occupational Therapist. Temporarily running out of 'ists', tomorrow I'm seeing an MRI machine followed by a CT scan machine. On Monday I'm going to the blood-takers and then back to the Oncologist on Tuesday. My dance card.is.full. None of these things are for me. I don't even get a fusking cold in winter. If I'd wanted to be Florence Nightingfuskingale I would have worn a silly hat. Oh ... wait ... I have a silly fusking hat ...
In amongst all this crappage ... yesterday I incurred a $141 parking fine and the fresh fish shop I went out of my way to visit is closed until February 5th. Bastards!
What's not to be happy about?
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