Hot Shit - surgery is Monday... Also, OD'ing on Olive Garden

Sep 11, 2009

WEll Fuck! I sit drinking a strawberry daiquiri in a styrofoam cup that somehow made it from New Orleans to Atlanta STILL frozen when packed in ice. It's a fine fuggin' time to realize it when I NEVER be able to drink one in life again... Damn that! CALL THE DOC!!!! CANCEL NOW!!! Psych! Or maybe not....

So I went to Olive Garden tonight - OMG!!! That was some of the BEST breadsticks I've EVER had! And to my surprise - it was Never Ending Pasta bowl time! Let me say I only do it b/c it's cheaper @ $8.95 + $1.95 to add meatballs than getting the meatballs & spaghetti for $12.25.  Istruggled through that 1st bowl.  The 2nd came how with me and boy did ole girl hook me up w/ breadsticks to go.  Told her why.  she got a fat tip though.  I couldn't even go to Walmart - I had to go home and sit upon the throne as I evicted some royal tenants.

Tomorrow, I'll get my hair wrapped and have the last go-round of I-HOP (mom snuck $$$ in my jeans to treat me - and I know she didn't have it, so it BETTER be good - T-bone, hash browns, toast, pancakes (which I can never eat there - usually the day after, but the day after is Liquid day! Yippee!  Here's to drinking 2 bottles of magnesium citrate - YUM- I say in jest).

Sunday is church - I'll have to wear a wig to preserve the wrap.


Monday - I'll have some Valium and Diprovan (I kid you not!) and leave this fat shell ass hussy on the table.  I'll be like the thingies that worked in Evilene's sweatshop in The Wiz.  I think I'll have to make sure to play "Brand New Day" on way to hospital... I digress... you know the part where they zip off the uniforms, then start dancing in their drawers? Yeah, that.  Time to say welcome back home to my prodgical skinny self - and make sure that bitch is here to stay forever and a day.

I'm anxious (not in a bad way, just more in an anticipatory way), happy, nervous, crazy, sleepy, tired, all in one.  I'm off to bed. 7am hair appointment - Delightful!

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