i'm perfect

ha ha.

yeah. i know. i am about as far from perfect as a person can possibly be. i'm lazy. i have little to no ambition. i am often jealous or envious of other people. i hate to exercise. i have bad habits. i get really frustrated with people at times when they are rude or impatient or intolerant. when i'm hurt, i'm not only inarticulate, i can't think straight. i'm clumsy. i'm shy. i'm often forgetful. i'm not photogenic. i often think horrible things.

i could go on. but i'm starting to ruin what little self-esteem i have. so i'll flip back to the subject of my perfection. which happens to be my health right now. apparently my blood pressure is good. my pulse rate is good. my weight is good. my bmi is good. my reflexes are good. my heart and lung sounds are good.

so says my doctor. his exact words, "you're perfect..." which was really nice to hear until he added, "for a woman your age."

ah well. i said i was perfect; i didn't say i was young.