Does my head look smaller to you?
It’s been a bit since I posted. Sorry about that… I’ve been kinda busy.
On Saturday, we went to see the Spokane Shock play the Quad City SteamWeasels. It was truly an ugly game. The SteamWeasles came on to the field with attitude, there were several incidents of pushing the Shock players around, and one of their players, Shonn Bell (number 12) would act like he hurt his knee every time they wanted a time out, then come back out on the next play like nothing had happened.
There are pictures here. (opens in a new tab/window)
The part about the game that really made me upset (besides the fact that we lost) was the crowd. At the beginning of the 4th quarter, people started getting out of their seats and leaving. By the middle of the 4th, we had dropped from around 10,600 people to maybe 1,500. Way to support the team!
meh…
Other news…. I had to get my head shrunk yesterday.
My doctor decided I should see a psychologist who deals with people suffering chronic pain. I made the appointment, showed up on time, and filled out a ton of paperwork. After that, they took me in to talk to the shrink. Mostly, he asked about my childhood (yeah… that’s opening up a can of worms) and my relationship with my mother.
WTF does that have to do with chronic pain?
Then he gave me a bunch of paperwork to fill out and said that I should come back in 2 weeks. Joy!
And finally… after about a year of searching, I found that which my heart desired: the perfect cubicle toy…
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Good luck. All they ever told me after many sessions was that I was angry at being in pain. Well DOH!!! But, they said I must go, so go I went, and paid them big bucks for sending me they did:)
When they ask you about your mother you’re supposed to say “My mother? Let me tell you about my mother.” And then you shoot the person.
Sure thing, tec, then I’ll get in my flying car and zoom off to the Tyrell Corporation.