051. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

You're older. Yippy skippy. I'm sure you're just thrilled about the crow's feet and cellulite. Not to mention insurance, retiring, making ends meet and still trying to fit into those tight pants.

When you're jail bait everything is roses? Think again. It's never going to last. One way or another the joke is on you, it's all a tease. Unless you dig cosmetic surgery. Oh maybe then there is hope. At 40 you'll be playing make believe and dress up pretending you're a 25 year old. That's mature.

Kind of sexy too.

Me? I feel fine. I appoint myself to be a kindly Hambert Hambert soul and rate the growth on a scale of one to ten. I'm seeing a good number of 8s. Someone gimme a ten.

Comments

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

It's a slow day.

Makes a difference now and then.

[warped-inside.livejournal.com]

Slow isn't the word I'd use to describe today.

Well, thank you. For the compliment I'm imagining.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I meant for productive activity that might involve pay.

Your welcome for your delusions. Imagination keeps you young right?

[warped-inside.livejournal.com]

I'd have thought a day full of aged people might bring in extra business for a doctor.

Being dead keeps me young, Imagination keeps me sane.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I'm disappointed too.

So long as everyone's happy.