Wait! It might even be lost. I am literally sitting here about to explode. And, I am starving. You see, I am supposed to be receiving a physical from a paramedical. Perhaps I waited 10-15 years too long, but I am finally purchasing life insurance. Apparently, it is a sm art financial move, a great way to plan for life (death) and a sign of growing up. Or that is what I thought until I learned that had I done this 3, 4, 9 years ago, I would have bought in at a much lower rate. Here I am, silly moi, thinking I needed to wait until I popped out a baby to purchase this "peace of mind." I wonder if Bethenny Frankel thought of this? She is older than me, after all.
So, where the hell is this chick? She was supposed to be here an hour ago, no dice. Modern technology has provided us with phones: SERIOUSLY??? I tend to be unable to drop a urine on demand and have terrible veins. I could never shoot up drugs, not that I have ever had the desire to, but the point is between a pending urine sample and the necessity to access a vein in my arm, I have been downing water like its 1996 and its a melon ball shot. Oh--did I mention I went to spin class? Oh--did I mention I have not been able to eat anything since 5, which ordinarily is no problem, yet today of all days, the suggestion of the limitation has had my stomach in an uproar?? Oh--did I mention spin class? I have not eaten since 1:00. My blood pressure is probably sky high now due to the unprofessionalism of a faceless woman who I decided has a sparse moustache; a woman who has controlled my every move tonight. Cleary,my blood pressure is not the 120 over 80 that I can usually boast of. So you know what? You cannot see me, but I just threw back a class of wine and ate a handful of raspberries. I used the ladies room, but not at the same time as I was eating. I do have class! TIME: 9:20. Looks like Josh can't off me just yet.
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