A Gentleman's Excuse Me AKA Day 13
"..
And all I have to offer
Is the love I have, it's freely given
You'll see it's value
When you see what I'm trying to say
So I'll take one step to the side
Can you get it inside your head
I'm tired of dancing For every one step forward
There's no turning back
Can you get it inside your head
I'm tired of dancing
We're finished dancing" I have my last night in isolation tonight, but Im afraid Im not quiet
done dancing yet, there are still many a obstacle to cross before my
dance card is full. But if I can keep away from the bad boys that hang
around this hospital, Im home come Day 30(give or take a day or two).
Thats for those that cant run numbers or are too lazy to open a browser
and google "30 - 13".. 17 days. Lets make that 3 weeks, so I got a
little buffer, and less reasons to cuss when day 30 come and Im still
stuck in the sand. So with a even bolder head than yesterday, I avoid smiling on the
picture, but on the inside, I laugh and point finger at everyone one of
you wankers that complain at having a head ache, the flu or whatever
silly thing caused your day to be sooooo bad. Buuufawkinhuu! To end this post I have to go national, not only that, I'll have to go
regional and tip my hat at Åge with a song we all know so well. "Æ e Trønder Æ, å herregud korr tøff Æ e!" Im not gonna translate that one, I dont feel its right of me(lies, all
lies!!).
