Friday, August 29, 2003

Returned from the surgeon's office. I have been released. Last time that good-looking man will be looking at my groin.

Had I that turn of mind, it could've been the stuff of fantasy -- except I know too much about his malicious ex-wife and rotten kids to find him very attractive.

Living in a small town sure can put a damper on the imagination.

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