octopus car wash. a little hey hey. walk walk. stare stare. and your car's washed waxed and dried. does anyone else get that bourgeoisie feeling while being escorted to your car at octopus?
my mom switched to day shift at the hospital. i always felt more comfortable visiting mom at work around midnight. dark hallways. sleeping patients. and an absence of doctors. and now yuck. daylight and crispy sick person stares don't mix well. we walked over to the cafeteria for lunch and i got a veggie burger, fries and a side salad. hospital food is criticized for all the wrong reasons. hospital food tastes great in a designated eating area, i.e. cafeteria or car. but it tastes like rubber barf bags when it's eaten in a hospital room, i.e. smells of blood clots and mucous membranes.
looking for reasonable suitcase at thrift town.
glad i didn't buy this.
back home is it too early to drink?
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