beat a dead horse
8:22 p.m. - 2003-03-31

I think I've blown a gasket. Well, if I'm lucky maybe the HMO doctor can see me sometime this millenium. By the way, remember the special shoes I need? Insurance denied it. Yup! I say we go to war on THEIR ass. Hell, I pay $365 a month for insurance. If my doctor says I need shoes made out of gold, you should fucking let me have them. Somewhere, someone is getting very rich...and it sure as hell ain't me.

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I am: 37 years old and still ticking

loves: my family and friends

hates: crowds, people who break into your apartment and steal your life

feeling:
peace and happiness