So uneventful so Dull

Today I am bored of pain, I am bored of feeling sick. I read fairy tales in bed. I think of new things to do to forget pain.

I want to get away, I want to fly away

I heard a rumor that the lowly workers of our company get more hours in the summer. I also heard there is dissension in the ranks. They hired about 10 more newbies with the purpose of weeding out those who make more then 8 bucks an hour. This does not apply to me.
I am still at the 8 an hour.
WHY are employers so greedy? They are rolling in it, and the trusted employees they have are better then what they haven't tested yet. ONE would think.
Also Hat boy and text girl are still working. Suspicion has edged away from me, I have learned to keep my mouth shut and go with the flow. It is a shame, I really am talented in this area. It's not wanted or needed. I am not the only one who feels like this, many employees have come and gone before me, striving to make a change.
I shall work and stay in the groove, and keep looking for something else that is a better fit, at least for now, it's six hundred a month and far better then nothing a month. Right? Right.

Bubble Bubble Toil and trouble --------20748

It's not better I wail and moan. I bitch, I digress I am annoyed. So I am sent to a Doctor Wood in Meridian that will look down my throat with a scope and decide if my esophagus is well enough, and my stomach digests quickly enough, if these things are determined they will operate.
I am not sure what it is called but they wrap the tube from my stomach to the throat around the stomach so it cannot back up anymore acid into my throat. Sounds lovely doesn't it?
If I qualify for this operation I will never throw up again. The downside is if you have to, it will sit in your gut, and can be very unpleasant. I will never burp again, I suppose I can figure out where that will go.
I can say, shit fuck stupid asshole, but I cannot say "fart" sometimes I am such a priss.
I don't know the down time if I get the operation, but I think I should get it, I have done everything the doctor has asked me and I am not better. Will I get to sleep on my back again? Will I get to have a glass of wine? How about Eggplant Parmesan? Garlic? Mexican food?

Did you know that was me?

I was getting tired of people sounding off on facebook. They stand on their christian values and feel entitled to be upset that America voted in Health Care Reform. Obviously the ones with money... I look into the sad eyes of the people wandering the street with no place to go. No one can take them in, many are insane. Who cares? Not the fucking health care system in our country. So.. another one of my larks, I started the group "The people who refuse to turn Facebook into a political forum" Part of me is quietly alarmed, and the other part is laughing her ass off as usual.
Its tough being me.
I may have to delete the group, or skip the country. Sitting back and watching.