I Feel So Unnecessary

I visited the store today seeing how our cupboards were bare- meaning we were out of pizza and Diet Pepsi. The problem is I was hungry when I entered the store. So hungry I was about to go all Encino Man in the Wal-mart and rip into some chicken. Seriously though you should not shop hungry unless you want to leave with buggy full of twinkies and ho ho's. I love you twinkies. I don't know what you're made of but I love you. Just kidding. I bought cookies and ice cream. I have been trying to eat better seeing as how my doctor told me I need to lose weight because I'm more susceptible to diabetes or some shit. Bitch. I have lost some. My double chin is now almost a single. It gets lonely at night, it has nothing to keep it warm.

While at the cardiologist's office yesterday: Nurse: We don't have much history on you so I'm going to have to ask you some questions. Dad: Ok. Do you drink? No. Do you smoke? Yes. Do you use recreational drugs? Does rabbit tobacco count? Are you allergic to shrimp or any other shellfish? No, not that I know of. I sure would like to have some good ol' shrimp. I ain't had any in a while.  ( I think it was at this time that the nurse realized she was in over her head.) Are you allergic to latex? I ain't ever tried any. Do you ever see lights or spots in front of your eyes? I seen some lights fly over the house the other night. Does that count? Does you ever feel a choking sensation or a tightness in your chest? Only when I'm around my family. Do you ever feel anxious or stressed? Only around my family.Have you noticed your voice getting deeper or any other changes? (in a deep voice) No. It was then I showed my maturity and started gig...

Tampico's Gold by Elizabeth Braun My rating: 3 of 5 stars From Goodreads: Anna leaves behind her home in England when she moves to Tampico, Mexico with her husband William in the year 1919. Her English ancestry isolates her from her new life, and so begin her daily inscriptions in a poetic diary, which capture her daily thoughts, tribulations and her endeavors to understand the strange new culture that exists around her. As an avid reader herself, the entries in her diary reflect the books that she is reading. Each entry describes in detail the enormity of the torment that she is subject to; the hardship of adapting to the lifestyle with which she must acquaint herself, along with the pleasures of her new found activities, those of which, will ultimately lead towards her destiny. Elizabeth Braun delivers an absorbing literary tale of original prose; the daily thoughts of a woman who refuses to concede to her life of cultural and social isolation from the country...