Context Clues.

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November 13, 2015 by sandwichcontrol

Both real and imagined.

My back hurts.

This is what happens when you forget that you’re not 20 anymore and you attempt to carry a file cabinet up a flight of stairs by yourself. Carry is not the right word. That denotes that I can lift it. It’s too bulky and awkward for that. Drag is a better word. Drag it up a flight of stairs. That’s better. It fully captures my stupidity.

So, my back is hurt. Sore more than anything. Like my pride. Hurt. So, naturally, I spent yesterday resting. Right after I spent an hour slinging canned goods and cases of sodas for our lord and savior Jesus Christ, that is.

I really did rest. Sort of. Okay. So, I’m not good at resting. I’ve added it to my list of things that I’m not good at. Big deal.

I did sit down and eat a nice restful dinner of roast and veggies from the crockpot. And I watched “Trainwreck”. It was a lot cuter than I expected. I expected more comedy and less romantic comedy. But alas, not so much. Still a good movie though.

I also worked on the secret project. Somehow I found this whilst doing innernet searches:

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Is the continue referencing smoking or living? I’m confused.

Okay, you guessed it. My secret project is that I am attempting to become a smoker.

You are dumb. I am a smoker. I’m just one that had to take a break because I can’t breathe. I’m just biding my time, though. As soon as a doctor tells me I’m terminally ill, game on mother fuckers. They’ll stop calling me Sandwich Control and start calling me Freight Train. You just wait. I’ll single handedly support big tobacco’s golden parachute. I’ll burn that mother down.

No, that’s not the secret project. Well, it sort of is. But not really. I mean my hand is dirty after I work on the project, kinda like smoking. Sort of but not really? Shuddup.

My back still hurts. So I’m going to attempt to work very gently and then rest.

Tomorrow is the big day. It’s shrink day. I get to go in for the much anticipated psych evaluation. And then I get to follow that with lunch for Word to Me’s birthday. Even though it’s not her birthday until next week.

So, just for clarity’s sake, my pre-game for having lunch with my family is a psych evaluation. Let that one sink in.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC

 


1 comment »

  1. Dave says:

    I’ll pray for you. HAHAHAHA

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