“…make me go to Rehab, i say NO, NO, NO!”

Elaine wants me to go to CardioRehab. It’s exercise. Basically good for you stuff. I wasn’t thrilled. THEN, the receptionist was smarmy with me, and… … …things went to hell in a handbasket.

Receptionist: “I can’t find you in here (the computer). You’ve cancelled like 4 times, or whatever.”

Me (stage direction: the character of Me is seething): “I DIDN’T cancel like 4 times. OR WHATEVER.”

Downhill from there. They didn’t care if I came, left or got snakebit.

I’m not going to that ReHab, that’s for sure.

You’re an artist, T. you know that. you’ve always known that.

you’ve probably heard the slow versions of the ramones “i wanna be sedated”. it sets your soul on phyre.

“OR WHATEVER.” 😅

Ya, I was just being silly about the artist stuff. 😁