I awoke at Don to my clock radio blaring Sinden the Clowns. Mann oh Mann, I knew
it was going to be a rough day. After waking up and showering, I proceeded to
make breakfast for my children, Allison and Roy. As I was making their eggs,
I accidentally put my hand on a very hot panhandle! I yelled "OUCH!", and Allison
started screaming at me. "Pat Burns! Pat Burns!". I did, with a cloth and ice.
Sure enough, my hand felt better, but it was still Aitken. I knew it would bother
me a lot all day. After breakfast, I left the dishes in the sink. I couldn't
clean them with my injured hand. I remembered that Allison had a button missing
on her jacket that I needed to sew on. I learned of a new Khristich technique,
but my injured hand wouldn't allow me to sew. I had trouble putting on my Robitaille!
She would have to wait for another day. At least I was able to water my DaFoedils!
After shipping the kids off to school,
I had to get to work at DiMaio clinic, located in Sullivan Square, on Chris
Lane. Did I make it to work? Naud! After hitting a huge pothole, the Axelsson
my car gave out. Ack(er)! When will they fix those damn things! I spent all
day at the repair shop. The only good thing was going out to lunch while I was
waiting. I found a luncheon buffet, which offered a lot of strange food choices.
They had Bourque fried rice, hash Browns with Heinze ketchup, Grahame crackers,
green Deans, McCauleyflour, Kuster pie, and chicken Paquettes. The food was
delicious! The only bad thing was when I put my Cornforth on a plate, on a Doyle,
and it seemed to just Rohloff the table! I must have hit the plate with my injured
hand. I was embarrassed! I quickly picked up the mess, and Trottiered over to
the Shaldybin. Standing there was Elias, my friend Abrahamsson. I hoped he hadn't
seen me make my mess! I didn't really want to talk to him now though! After
a couple of minutes, Ellett me go, and I headed back to the repair shop.
I asked if my car was ready yet, and he said, I Donato. It was apparent the man has
a bad cold, but I understood him. He said to try Baxter in a couple of hours. "Great."
I sighed, "Now I have to Gill an hour more!". The whole ordeal was affecting
my Prpic ulcer. Al-Vey! I took the T, the local subway, over to the shopping
district. I went into Myrvold's and bought myself a goodluck Tallasman! I needed
one! Then I went into Gartner's discount store. I had heard that last week someone
tried to Baumgartner's! I hoped that wouldn't happen today! I went in to shop
regardless. I bought some Carter's for my young son Roy, and some Downey fabric
softener, as Carter's are stiff when they are new. I went to the checkout, and
the cashier bore a remarkable resemblance to Ralph Samsonov the Houston Rockets.
Strange I thought...what would he be doing working here? Then again, what ever
happened to him anyway? I didn't want to say anything to him, in case it wasn't
P.C. Oh well, it's been a busy day!
I still had time to kill, so I took the
B bus, because I knew it would Landon Wilson Square. More shopping! First, I
stopped in McLaren's Pub, for a a couple or beers, as I was stressed. I got
a couple of Shafer beers, and a glass of Sutter Home wine. I felt better. It
was getting late at this point, so I headed back to the repair shop. The Axelsson
the car were finally repaired, so happily, I got in it and went home. However,
not before paying an outrageous amount of money, similar to the price of a night
out with my kids to a Bruins game. Sick!
Finally, back at home! I was happy
to be there with my kids, but they weren't home. Then I remembered that they
were going to their Annti Laaksonen's in Whitfield, after school! Allison likes
going there, because she can spend time with her cousin's Olie, Richard, Timander favorite cousin Jay.
She used to be close to her cousin Jeff, but she considers
him an Odgerk, because she caught him Yakhanov in the bathroom once! She was
young at the time. It was funny sort of, because I remember her telling me that
he was "MastadBatesing". I was shocked, but I don't Blaine her at all for thinking
he's a jerk! He lives in Trenton now.
Good that their not home kinda, so I could
relax! I flipped on the TV. I really needed to rest my hand too. It had been
a Thornton my side all day! I was just in time for the news. I was watching
and I saw a story about DiMaio clinic! Somebody tried to Rob DiMaio clinic!
WOW! I'm kind of glad I missed work today, although it cost me a fortune! It's
better than being involved in an armed robbery! The story was sensationalized
I'm sure. It's amazing what they'll do for their Nielson ratings! Ah well, that's
how my day went. What a day! I'm about ready for bed. I just hope that when
I wake up tomorrow, things go differently. If I wake up to Sinden the Clowns,
I'm going to stay in bed! That's it for now. I believe everyone from training
camp (and a few others!) are in the story somewhere!
