I paid $160 for a doctor to touch my boobs and tell me that my life was in shambles.
In this industry, I’m an old fart with room to shed a few pounds.
Sorry this post is rant-y and self-indulgent. There’s a gif of a kitten kissing a puppy to make it worth your while.
She called the collection of gnarls in the back of my head a “rat’s nest.” The poor woman had to chase after me with a brush every morning as I’d cry and scream in protest until my face turned red.
You can imagine how how uneasy this plan makes my parents..
Here’s to peaking in life and an inexorable decline…