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July 12, 2005
Ugh!
Have I said before I HATE going to Ramstein?
I hate going to Ramstein. The parking mostly bothers me, but the traffic and the constant construction that rivals the Phoenix DOT in it's inconvenience and seeming uselessness. Today, I have to go back for my Physical Therapy session; the first of many. I don't want to go; I just hate the idea of driving there, parking there, being there, driving home from there. Today the entire concept of shoes makes me wince. To go and do movements with odd looking appliances? Unappealing to say the least. Alas, I must.
As I know Heidi reads this daily, if I didn't go, I would never hear the end of it... Not from her, my mother or my husband. I dislike you all for it, even if just a little. I am all about transference. If I have to go... it must be someone's fault; the doctor's... maybe the man in moon. Have to have someplace to direct the angst, lest I turn it inwards and become a little more of a lunatic.
Posted by TheFreud at July 12, 2005 11:08 AM
