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Saturday, September 1, 2012

Ringing

I am awake because my ears are ringing; the phenomenon brought to light by my husband.  I didn't realize how much they did or how often until I asked John if he heard a noise.  My birthday is coming on the 5th and I think this is the year I stop aging.  I need to speak with whomever  is in charge of the aging committee.  I want the P.I.C. (people in charge) to produce my contract, because I want to see it and inspect the mice type.

I do not believe I should have to have a weird hair clause.  I am going to rally the public to rise against those who want slower metabolism with the onset of 40.  NO!  Why should I start worrying when the commercials for Poise's 2nd talk apply to me?  I am lost on the whole talk issue since technically, my parents did not participate in the concept of 'first talk'.  They obviously had a different contract agreement because response to me aging has been to negate responsibility.  My Mom needs to get that 2nd talk too.   Menopause hit her twenty years ago.  Ask my Dad.

*ha*

I just want all these 'joys' of wisdom to be expressed in epiphany only.  No more hair, mole or bowel changes thank you.

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