I feel fucking terrible today and I’m pretty sure I’m coming down with god knows what because I feel awful. I dunno who the fuck gets sick mid summer, but there you have it. I tried to go to the doctor yesterday, but apparently my family doctor only works 1 day a week from now on, for 2 hours. Yes, you read that correctly, that son of a bitch works ONE DAY A WEEK for TWO HOURS and to get an appointment with my family doctor now, I have to wait 4 weeks.

I dunno how I can get a job like that, or better yet, one where I get paid to do nothing at all, but it seems like this asshole has the fucking secret. Even though I will probably be better in 4 weeks I’m thinking of making the appointment just to ask him what this fucking secret is exactly, because normal people like you and me work jobs they hate for long hours with people they hate even more.

Then there’s this guy, walks in, puts a tounge depressor in your mouth, goes to get a coffee, scribbles a prescription on a pad, and then collects a check for $6000 and jumps into his BMW and drives off into a sunset. I hate my life. Here’s Victoria Silvstedt.

hugs and kisses
Marie-Eve Martinez

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