Another Day…..Another One bites the Dust
Tuesday, June 13th, 2006It’s just another lousy day I guess. Why? coz it’s the weekday. Actually nowadays it seems like everyday is sorta-kinda-lousy-damnish-stoopid-way is a crappy day. Wonder what the hell changed my preception of the world with it’s bright sunshine in the sky, lovely morning breeze, birds chirping, and all those lovey-dovey-peaceful stuff……turned into a gloomy, dark, cloudy, wet and moody kinda day. It use to be good while it lasted…..now it’s all gone….sounds corny but hell it’s the truth.
I think I pinpointed what the hell is bugging me…….it’s this damn lousy back-ache that’s been making me feel crappy all the time. It’s as though i’ve been stabbed….literally in my lower lumbar region. While some of you wise ass cracks that it might be from too much sex & shagging non-stop (which is quite a feat that I would like to keep a tight lip about, eh
) I can dispel all that off in one brush of a hand. Why so confident and innocent? Simple…..I ain’t been getting any honey if you know what I mean? And NO i have not been keeping myself busy playing "pass the sausage" with my own hands….I am a healthy hetero-male but nonetheless i’m not a damn sexed up perv that is so damn desperate……….Not yet though :p
Anyway, back to the damn back pain near my waist….I’m thinking of having it checked out, but the darn thing has like a tempermental side to itself. It’s painful in the morning, which just spoils the rest of my mood for the day. It’s also painful after lunch…just about when you’re building momentum to keep working to avoid felling sleepy and get caught with your pants down…..ummm I meant get caught catching a 40-wink in the office. Lastly, it’ll act up again in the late nights…thus giving me a hard time trying to get some very much needed shuteye and rest. So, I just don’t know how to go see a doctor and tell him ….. "Doc, ummmm I kinda have this tempremental back-ache that’s bugging me when it feels crappy….thus making me feel crappy too". Which doc would just even take you seriously on that note? Next thing he might be telling you "Oh, it’s simple, we just gotta cut you open and straighten your spine & back, that’s all". I’m sure he is joking while telling you that with a very straight face…………darn fucker must be trying to hold his laughter in for pulling that kinda joke on you………next you know……you’ll hear a silent hissing fart sound. Why? Coz the asshole was trying hard to hold back his laughter…..it seeps thru the cracks of his fat ass……Voila! the release of silent gas from the ass. (hey, that rhymes!)
Anyway, after much deliberation, I did see a doctor for treatment. Nothing to it he say. Just didn’t sleep well enough thats all. I was like Duhhh…i got a back pain doc, of course I cant sleep well. Now fix me! He gave me some pain-killers and some other medication i can’t even remember what. I think it was only the damn pain-killers that helped. Just hope that I don’t get addicted to them…..else you’ll see me be walking around town with a bleeding hand/toe/finger/ear….what ever cut and not feel it even. Yikes! that’s damn scary….it’s like a dead Zombie that’s alive! (wait, a zombie IS a dead person, so does that make a dead Zombie an alive one? And if it’s alive then an alive dead zombie is really a dead one? ….. fuck it’s confusing even to me, the ConfuJINism Master) I think the drugs are slowly rotting my mind. I think I’m really losing it. Let me rest & recuperate….My brain cells need to grow back.
Oh hell, there goes the wasted mind of another brilliant "would be"…..What are "would be"s? ……These are people that could have/would have been something/someone special which would have made an impact on life & history. It’s like the answers to all of the BIG "IF" questions.
Another day………Another "would be" bites the dust………slowly we become inundated with swarms of idiots…….sigh