Some days I lean more toward qualifying than others, hence the visit. There are things at play that I really need to have checked into. Like, where is my memory, it currently looks like the moon shaped hunk of swiss cheese that Marvin the Martian naps on according to Doc Whatsup, he took a peek through an Acme microscope (added note I had to go ask my son what the thing was that you looked at slides in science with.. I wanted to say telescope, in my defense that was the first word he said too.. but that just emphasizes that there may be a hole or two where stuff is leaking out).
What's going on with my sleep... days on end I walk around on minutes of sleep because of insomnia, toss and turn all night long end up looking like Wil E Coyote after one of his tricks back fired (if I could just end up that skinny). Then the following week wanting to do nothing but sleep like little Pussyfoot (yes that is the kittens name) curled up on the bulldogs back, and sometimes it happens. I just sleep and sleep.. wake up thinking it is 7 am .. nope 11.
Why are my emotions more twisty and turny than a road that the Road Runner is on? They come and go as fast as Speedy Gonzales but I feel like I am living like Slow Poke Rodriquez. Stuck in some kind of tar ... I am thinking that the result will be something that has to do with bears of the polar variety but that is ok. If we have an answer we can face whatever the culprit is like Elmer Fudd on a rabbit hunt.
So tomorrow I go see some guy who I hope can help me sort this all out.. I may be on the wrong meds.. I may really be looney tunes... or I may just be getting through the only way there is right now. All I can say is that tomorrow is another step in the journey and on Thursday I will be on to the Next.. then the next.. always always the next thing.
I should also mention that the above photo came from 9gag.com where I spend endless hours entertaining myself. Seriously.. room full of people.. feeling as itchy as Ralph E Wolf in sheeps wool trying to sneak up on Sam Sheepdog.. pull up 9gag and you aren't even in the room anymore. Just watch out for laughing out loud.. it happens.. Right Baby Ree?
So ok.. (insert PG13 warning label.. maybe R if you are prudish) I am going a little off topic here but this bared repeating because I don't get it. And let me start by saying.. if your name is Dick.. I am so so sorry this is in no way directed at you or your mother... but please explain to me why someone would name their child Richard but then call them Dick. Oh his name is Richard but we call him Dick... WHY WHY WHY? His name is a beautiful solid healthy name but lets call him Dick.. which could be a little limp.. I mean LAME I MEAN LAME! (but then it would be limp.. oh nevermind) Isn't that the same as taking Kathryn .. dwindling it down to Puss because Kat... Cat... yea.. see..
But for right now right this minute...
Bedeebedeebedee... That's all folks!