trazedone, bring me home...

Gone for a night & a day... a typical dawn on Pluto, a difficult writing project: awakened at 4:30 by weird chemicals inside the Mindstorm, which created typewriter torment. Then, Karen the Kaseworker drove up in the Magic Van, to begin the long drive to Electric City. Upon arrival, we went out to the Golden Corral, where I had pepperoni pizza, a huge salad, macaroni & cheese, & 1/2 slice of carrot cake. Stuffed.

When we got to the Hotel, I tried to call Eldritch Palmer,
no luck, as I went to bed around 9:00, still woke up at 4:30.

After her visit to the denturist, Trish had a hair appointment at the College of Beauty, dye job/haircut. After a continental breakfast, we got there at 9:30. I spent a couple hours staring at buxom babes with scissors in hand, then we had to leave with the trim-job unfinished; leave for our appointment in the Large Ent building. When we got back some tease/flirt asked if Trish is my daughter.

Daughter? Do I really look that old?

Back on trazedone. Did it work? Woke up at 2:00, took the other 2 pills in the middle of the night...

Anyway, I think I mangled my foot with all the running around. New, unleaded vacuum cleaner at Target; Car-girl & I are taking the Dirt Devil back today. Lunch at Wendy's before Trish got her teeth doctor, a bowl of chili for her; a breast fillet & unsalted fries for me (hypertension).

Got on the road home, back in time to get 2 buckadingong cheeseburgers at McRonald's, & even pick up the new prescription.

Watched Dylanesque & Guitar Pablo until bedtime. As noted above, another sleepless night.

I can't believe I ate the whole thing.