I visited the occupational therapist today. (Not the physical therapist, the occupational therapist. I'll look up the difference another time.)
I don't like to swear too much on my blog. Not that my grandma has a PC, but if somebody hooked her up with one and she figured out how to surf the 'Net, I wouldn't want her finding this and being shocked. Plus, shouldn't one be able to express one's self without resorting to profanity?
That said...here's my reaction to occupational therapy:
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK fuck fuck. Fuck. Fuck! Fuck fuck FUCK. And FUCK.
Posted by Nic at September 12, 2005 08:30 PM | TrackBackIf it's any consolation, if I pretend you're whispering instead of yelling in pain, it's kinda sexy. ;)
Posted by: Ted at September 13, 2005 10:56 AMI can't wait for Victor's response to that. LOL
Posted by: Ted at September 13, 2005 11:00 AMAs long as you're just pretending, it's OK with me, Ted.
Posted by: Victor at September 14, 2005 08:54 AMAw, I'm sorry. :( What did they say? xx
Posted by: Lynn at September 14, 2005 01:22 PMWhat's scary is that I know the difference between PT and OT.
Oh, and like OUCH and shit. :)
Hang in there!
Posted by: dawn at September 14, 2005 07:41 PMAw! I didn't knew about this.
Posted by: Peter at September 19, 2005 08:07 AM