the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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9:35 p.m. + 2006-09-15 = the death of popeye [yes... the sailorman.]
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this spinach thing.
i guess it's sort of a big deal, yes?
we threw out all spinach fresh/bagged/conventional/organic at the store today.
[[this may fuck with my profit-sharing margins. b'ah!]]
but. i'm already allergic to spinach.
kidney failure? bloody stools?
yeah... welcome to my world, bitches.
well... it's just kidney failure that starts out as a UTI which went mistaken as a symptom of several std's over the course of a year by several [bad] doctors despite my telling them i hadn't hadn't had much anything remotely-defined as sex in great long whiles. [[favourite retort by a nurse: "why not? what's wrong with you? you're cute enough."]]
and of course...
i type this eating a concoction of spinach, whole wheat pasta, cardamom-redwine vinagrette, walnuts, dried cranberries, pears amongst other things.
hmmm. i bet arugala would serve just as nicely... must remember that for the future.
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