A reminder of how awesome Eminem can be when he's on his game.
Look at how effectively he lines up all these "ot" rhymes. There's no weak lyrics, each word is perfect, and the whole song is this tight.
Too much for me to wanna stay in one spot
Another day of monot
-ony has got-
-ten me to the point, I'm like a snail I've got
to formulate a plot
or I end up in jail or shot
Success is my only motherfucking option, failure's not
Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got
to go, I cannot grow old in Salem's lot
So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not
This may be the only opportunity that I got
Monday, November 8, 2010
Make ALLLL the appointments!!!
What a little engine of productivity I am, and all in the space of 20 minutes! I'd fallen behind on my medical appointments, except I had my hemo appt not long ago, and that same day I made myself go in and make my GP appointment (getting one's birth control pill renewed is all the incentive I need to get that appointment done each year!)
Today I...
- called and got Minion's spaying appointment - it's for tomorrow (Ohhhh her little ladybits! So sad. But I reassured her she does NOT have the mothering instinct anyway.)
- got a dentist appointment for tomorrow at 4 PM
- tried to call the local hemo doctor to transfer my case to him--couldn't get through, but he's in the same building as my dentist, so I'll do that tomorrow
- appointment with optomologist for me and Fernando on Friday
- appointment in January with headache doctor, and they're going to mail me my pill renewals
[dusts hands off and takes a bow -- clean ALL the things!!]
Today I...
- called and got Minion's spaying appointment - it's for tomorrow (Ohhhh her little ladybits! So sad. But I reassured her she does NOT have the mothering instinct anyway.)
- got a dentist appointment for tomorrow at 4 PM
- tried to call the local hemo doctor to transfer my case to him--couldn't get through, but he's in the same building as my dentist, so I'll do that tomorrow
- appointment with optomologist for me and Fernando on Friday
- appointment in January with headache doctor, and they're going to mail me my pill renewals
[dusts hands off and takes a bow -- clean ALL the things!!]
What the well dressed NAACP member is reading in 1918 while waiting for the Sunset Limited to leave San Francisco for New Orleans
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