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I fix things. Given my job, it is ironic that I get air sick. I have a strange perveresion for Frank Zappa music. I love my family. I love my motorcycle. I don't trust twinkies and fart sounds still make me laugh.
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Friday, February 24, 2006
Bathrooms, reading, and pain
Today I threw my back out and bruised my ribs.
I'm not ashamed to tell you my favorite times of the day are when I can sit down with a good book, like James Bradley's Fly Boys and go to the bathroom.
I love reading on the toilet! You should know that before borrowing a book from me.
Being a germ phobic person, everything must be cleaned; I open my plastic bottle of LYSOL Brand Sanitizing Wipes and clean around the seat. Sometimes I dry the seat with a dry lint free cloth, but today I figured my ass could use some sanitizing as well, so I plopped down on to the still moistened seat.
I then completely slipped off the seat because it was as slick as butter. Hit the wall, slammed my back into the toilet roll dispenser and got wedged between the toilet and wall. My pants around my ankles, the book and ass on the floor with the wind knocked out of me, but yet I'm all clean!