041. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

Someone took something more than a left shoe. My homosexual roommate is missing. I'm thinking for good. That leaves me with more space and a crapload more pink than I could ever want.

I don't have a yard but I'm thinking yard sale. It's only for the best. I'll euthanize the living room as soon as its cleared properly. At least I won't crave cotton candy staring at the wall anymore. I'm not kidding, six thirty in the morning or three in the afternoon. Candy.

Anyone have a copy of The Great Escape handy? Who am I kidding. None of you know what I'm talking about.

Oh yeah, for future reference, all you people should read up on first aid. That was a curse, had it been a real emergency a lot of you would be S.O.L if you know what I mean. I'm sorry I couldn't be a leader of men. Checking up on everyone else's agony wasn't high ranking on my list of things to-do.

 

Comments

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Did you miss the part where I said that I didn't want the pink around anymore? I thought that was clear.

[under-secretary.livejournal.com]

Of course I didn't.

If you don't get a roommate, the ticking will make you unable to think, which will make you unable to doctor.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Like I've never heard a ticking clock before.

[under-secretary.livejournal.com]

If you go crazy I'm getting you a roommate.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I'm here. I'm already crazy.

Don't trust my own judgment, Styles?

[under-secretary.livejournal.com]

Your judgment says you won't get a roommate unless forced.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I said I'd get one. If you question my judgment so much how come I'm on the payroll.

[under-secretary.livejournal.com]

Because your skills are unmatched. I suspect this isn't the first time you've had this conversation.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

No, actually. But since my skills are unmatched so I'm right.