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And now, for another episode of Dear Diary.
So, heart clinic day right (everything's aces). Got the good ol' Trump mask on to calm the Karens and comply with Uncle Sugar and his Chinese daddy like a good little drone.
Covid girl at the entrance is not amused by my banter. I got the feeling she was some kinda derp spy or somethin'. Maybe she's allergic to Trump.
When I got called in, there's this hall you walk down to get to the scale, where they note my perfect, Adonis-like physique in their medical records.
In the hall was a new girl I'd not seen afore. She looks at me and GUSHES at my San Diego Charger hoodie AND my Trump mask. Needless to say, it was love at first sight.
Now I got a new numero uno, edging out my mexican girl at the same clinic (don't tell her), my mexican hottie at the heart doctor, and my flacitita chulerita at the eye doctor.
She swapped out for me with another nurse and I proceeded to get her life story. My only regret is, despite her bangin' bod and VERY pretty upper half of her face, I didn't get to see the bottom half. Not sure if she can smile, has teeth or lips, or even skin. She may look like Two Face on Batman.
Anyway, I'll just be mooning over here in the corner for a while.
#DO NOT DISTURB#
