Longevity? I find faking my well-being very effective. I consider my fainting spells melodrama, not indicative of my heart function. My Bitch loves catching me as I swoon, and keeps telling people she hopes that is how I'll die... in her arms after a massive coronary from chasing rabbits. It could be worse.... I GET CAKE ALL DAY!!! AND STEAK FOR DINNER! AND EXTRA ANTI-INFLAMATORIES!
How long is my future?
Maybe I can take the bridge instead of the elevator????copyright 2008 Christine Saulnier, Mingusandthebitch
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