If you've been following me for the last week, you know what I'm about to say....
No getty outy.
I personally, am beyond pissed, so just think what our beloved Matt-Man is going through. I was just at the hospital when an actual doctor came in. I had everything crossed, including things that do not need to be crossed. Ouch!
Anyhoo, no such luck. Hopefully tomorrow.
Are they sick of him many of you have asked? Evifuckindentially not!!! I did however steal two masks, so I guess that'll show em! I'm going for the hand sanitizer next, then a chair! I'm sure I have a big enough bag around here somewhere!!
I'm trying to make light of a situation that is driving us both crazy. I want you all to know, that I've held my shit together really well for the last seven, count em seven days, but now....I may fucking lose it. At least Matt-Man won't see it.
He is much, much better, but they won't let him go until they are sure he is 100%. Right now, at this moment, I just want him HOME. He understands, but is still depressed about the whole thing.
He said he's going on a hunger, and bathing strike, (as he ordered a tuna sandwich with fries, and cleaned up) takin' it the Man, my boy.
I'll be here all today, and tomorrow, and whenthefuckever. Try the veal, and tip your waitress!!
Cheers, yea right.
PS: I have one stale Krispy Kreme donut, if anyone wants it...