okay. got a couple more. a fire expert with the last name Berny (say it out loud) and a medical examiner named Butts. i’ve also known a balding hairdresser who’s last name is Combs and there was a pediatrician in our sphere (i think he was a swing or sub because i only recall seeing him a couple times) named Bosom! silliness. hearkens back to a time when your surname was a direct reflection of what you did. last name Wright? well, chances are your ancestors made wheels and barrels. Chandler? then your family were candle makers. that sort of thing. oh and there’s a little neighborhood pub attached to a coin laundrette. the guy that owned it for years?( now deceased. we miss you Tony!) his last name was Coyne (again. say it out loud.. it’s just 1 syllable.) i love stuff like that. makes me laugh.
I have a degenerative nerve disease that’s killing me and is reaching the final stages. i’ve kept extensive journals since before i was diagnosed with RSD and my pain doc suggested i keep an online diary about it.
i don’t want to be contacted by people i used to know. you all abandoned me when i needed you, so i don’t need you now.