This is an area I'm having great difficulty with. See I love all things healthy but this takes the toll in ma dictionary of living.
I really don't want to be reminded of what ma insides look like let alone how they get to be so. I'd much rather leave that to the surgeons were they to find it necessary to start torching around excarvating for abnormalities. Mind you, those are many in me and don't need a torch to be shone where I'm concerned... Ma guess is, a torch would jump right back at the surgeons and protest at the torture it'd have to endure. Now hang on you lot out there about to applaud... I'm not as far gone to be written off but still! There is something not quite right about someone waiting to take a photo of ma stool specimen after a course of detox...
Now detox is something that is an in-thing at the moment with so many on the bandwagon. Don't get me wrong - it's a good thing to undertake if thats your cup of tea and you feel an onset of introspective therapy or are downright banged up to the eyeballs and giving off negativity to all around you! I am simply saying I do not want to have ma stool anaylsed for wateva scientific malfunction it contains! Hell I can't analyse maself and thats saying something!!!! Phew I can almost smell something not quite nice around here...
In detoxing, one has the choice to take the oral route (popping pills or having some tube shoved up one of your orifices to speed up the process...) I can understand why some would opt for the pill route - it's not very dignified to have your backside viewed by someone you don't know all that well... It's kinda right in your face if not off-putting to have someone you've not dated, acquainting themselves with certain parts of your anatomy and then discussing the output as if it was the weather pattern of the geese flocking ...Hell sometimes even dating someone don't give you ample time to move on to checking out the size of your bra!
Though now that I find that I'm loosing ma mind, detox may not be such a bad idea - would this therapy have worked for world peace????
What the heck is going down? You spend aeons revising to pass the goddam exams only to find that you are categorised as being over qualified or just lacking in the experience in the advertised post you go for!
Just a while ago I was toying with changing careers so I opted to undertake a course to gain the paper qualifications for it. No sooner had I passed the paper requirement and with confidence beaming across my face akeen to someone on ectasy do I meet with the age old lame excuse at not getting the effing job I'd spent ages priming myself for! See the smugness I had after months of preaching to ma brother about job hunting, was I prepared for reality of the current job hunting experiences!
I am resigned to two options now. Joining google and prostituting myself to acquire a change of career or a dating agency to net myself a tycoon whose requirements fall within the confines of my brain! I heard someplace one can sell their organs, but I'm just too squemish at that kinda thing and besides, I really love all parts of ma body and suspect the remaining organs would protest if I were to separate any of them. Though I guess I could do a part exchange... see sell one organ and when the money comes, buy a replacement one. Naah lemme just stick to originality. Though now that idea seems not to be so bad...
Looking at the dating agency thingy - since when one has to be extra careful. See persons are getting very clever with playing with words...What normally or really would've been lonely fat housewife would now see me as presenting myself as cuddly domestic engineer or planner aged 40yrs. Though how this aging comes about leads one to reading to compare this to a wine, only the wine isn't fat so there goes the negative aspect of what lies in store until the dating day!
In the news in the UK today, I and many persons are wondering how a couple on holiday in Portugal came to be dining out and leaving their kids all alone by themselves now come to be headline news and attention grabbing to all the millions being raised to keep the story where its at. Quite frankly I think the kid woke up, puzzled as to where mom and dad were and decided to go search for them. Only some person (lord help its not someone on E cause that would be really bad!) saw this as an opportunity hard to pass on by and decided to keep the kid as their own... I mean it could almost be like finding that sum of money we need to fulfil a dream we've always wanted dropping from heaven! Still its heart wrenching for the natural parents and I seriously wouldn't want to be in their shoes...so if you are that person out there walking around playing happy families passing off this beautiful child as your own, do the right thing and hand back the kid to its natural mom and dad. It's the right thing to do...no two ways about it.
Now that search for jobs is still going on. I've been offered field work. Field work I ask myself? I don't much fancy geography nor working out in the rain as it don't agree with my makeup... Oh then I realise its sales!! Heck the names they give to jobs these days! Soon I will be wondering if I'm still on planet earth ...