Dr. Gnosis & the orgasm-death
We had a lot of things to take care of yesterday, in spite of the extremely cold weather. I mean, sub-zero most of the day.
We had to get over to Iron Claw House by 10:00, so I could see Joe. I had Cheri talk to Trish 'cause she had a problem with Bridget again at work. Bridget has been complaining that Trish "isn't doing her job" 'cause "she had help". They decided that maybe Trish could stay at work longer, rather than rushing home to see her sweet Pookie Bear. + PMS turned her into Cranky Bear sometimes.
As soon as I left Joe's office, I went downstairs, to a near-empty Layout. Karen picked us up there, & we went out to the 4B's for breakfast at lunchtime. She gave us $40 in spending cash (+ I needed to renew my Norton), then took us to IGA to shop.
When we arrived at the house, Trish watched her Britney Spears thing, while I napped. The night before I'd awakened at 3:00 AM, couldn't return to sleep, & finally got out of bed around 1/4 to 5:00. I didn't fall completely to sleep, but I did rest some.
Car-girl picked us both up, to see Dr. Gnosis at the Invisible Clinic. Tra-la! for the Mystery Cults!
Nothing's wrong with me. Chest X-ray showed no problems with either my heart or lungs. Could be a stomach problem; antacids might be in order.
He did give us more free samples of Viagra. After supper -- fish & chps with the asparagus the food bank gave us -- we decided to check out the little purple pill, to transcend the cosmicomic origins of the Slime-thing's Purple Root. So we started out by watching a strip-vid, when Jeffer Auss rang the doorbell.
I don't know why he did this. When we got the new midranges for the old Rectilinear speakers, I'd asked him to put them in, but when I replied to his message on the answering machine, I'd specifically stated that he didn't need to do this; that Fred had already done it, & that it was too damn cold to go anywhere.
The ring frightened Trish. She thought Kim might have pushed the button. We tried to ignore it, but the ringing persisted. Finally, I just gave him the same excuse we give Kim: busy.
When the strip-vid ended, we watched the Erotic Ghost, as it'd been really arousing the first time around, like the K. Fantasy, the latter shattered by love, love of Trish & not toves that are becoming slithier.
Since it was so damn cold in the bedroom, we made out in the bean bag chair. After an unfortunate slime-off, we went to bed. I took 3 temazepam, & fell straight to sleep until 6:00. Tonight I take 2 again, & continue until the insomnia is once again out of control.
We had to get over to Iron Claw House by 10:00, so I could see Joe. I had Cheri talk to Trish 'cause she had a problem with Bridget again at work. Bridget has been complaining that Trish "isn't doing her job" 'cause "she had help". They decided that maybe Trish could stay at work longer, rather than rushing home to see her sweet Pookie Bear. + PMS turned her into Cranky Bear sometimes.
As soon as I left Joe's office, I went downstairs, to a near-empty Layout. Karen picked us up there, & we went out to the 4B's for breakfast at lunchtime. She gave us $40 in spending cash (+ I needed to renew my Norton), then took us to IGA to shop.
When we arrived at the house, Trish watched her Britney Spears thing, while I napped. The night before I'd awakened at 3:00 AM, couldn't return to sleep, & finally got out of bed around 1/4 to 5:00. I didn't fall completely to sleep, but I did rest some.
Car-girl picked us both up, to see Dr. Gnosis at the Invisible Clinic. Tra-la! for the Mystery Cults!
Nothing's wrong with me. Chest X-ray showed no problems with either my heart or lungs. Could be a stomach problem; antacids might be in order.
He did give us more free samples of Viagra. After supper -- fish & chps with the asparagus the food bank gave us -- we decided to check out the little purple pill, to transcend the cosmicomic origins of the Slime-thing's Purple Root. So we started out by watching a strip-vid, when Jeffer Auss rang the doorbell.
I don't know why he did this. When we got the new midranges for the old Rectilinear speakers, I'd asked him to put them in, but when I replied to his message on the answering machine, I'd specifically stated that he didn't need to do this; that Fred had already done it, & that it was too damn cold to go anywhere.
The ring frightened Trish. She thought Kim might have pushed the button. We tried to ignore it, but the ringing persisted. Finally, I just gave him the same excuse we give Kim: busy.
When the strip-vid ended, we watched the Erotic Ghost, as it'd been really arousing the first time around, like the K. Fantasy, the latter shattered by love, love of Trish & not toves that are becoming slithier.
Since it was so damn cold in the bedroom, we made out in the bean bag chair. After an unfortunate slime-off, we went to bed. I took 3 temazepam, & fell straight to sleep until 6:00. Tonight I take 2 again, & continue until the insomnia is once again out of control.
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