Two days turned into three, and they were truly awful. Let me explain. In a rite of passage I could have lived without, I had a colonoscopy on Monday—and then, because one wasn’t enough fun, I had another on Tuesday. The culprit? An improper bowel prep that didn’t allow the doctor to fully …
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Way the fuck back when Igor was still here, and we had just started, he told me one day that my Grammar sucked (not in a fun way), and I had to work on my creative style (because all untrained professionals "think" they can write). He pointed out all the rules I was breaking, and …
You fuckers aren't doing it, plain and simple. Oh, you think you are, but the reality here is you are faking your way in the self-care process. So, put down the snack cakes, the ice cream, and get off your ass. Oh, I don't care if you run a marathon or even walk farther …
