Feel bad that I made this. Kinda messed up. Maybe someday I can make it right and politicize my dad’s deathbed on tv.

I wish Keith Olbermann were my doctor. I’m sure  he’d operate for free, later telling me all about it on the bus ride home. Probably would hook me up with some sweet painkillers.

Which is a weird reality, only because every doctor I have ever met seems much more pleasant than Olbermann. Must be all of that money they’re taking from me.