It's a little after 10am as I write here, I plan on walking over to my doc soon after noon, hoping my A&W card is in the mail, so that I can have some fine dining while out, their Mama burgers are for just 4 bucks, might be able to get 5 of them if the taxes don't push it past $25.
I need to see doc in order to see if he can elucidate for me at all my quandary about my loss of 200 a month, in my fantasy world he'll pick up his phone call somebody and presto magico he'll happily report that i'll be seeing an increase of 5,000, and i'd clutch his hands and say like Blanche in Streetcar, Oh thank you ever so much dear man. and then he'd say Get the hell out of here, STELLA!!! Get him outta here!!
And then i'll make sure I get to the thrift store well before 5pm to get my free buns so those soups can be just a wee bit more filling.
When I get back i'll sup like a king, before relaxing with my audiobooks, pausing halfway to take my sleep meds, and then perceptually it'll be Wednesday morning already!!
Finished Aristotle's Categories, read a couple Seneca letters, and embarking on Plato's Charmides, I must attempt to complete that today.
My A&W card wasn't in the mail, so I am deciding only to walk to my doc when it comes in, it's too scary to go out there with no means of getting anything, too much like being a homeless person.
The tastiest thing I have will be my meal of the day!!
