A Melodrama in the Goldstein Life

Something is happening to me that I can explain. My dear readers, I was away for some time because I was in the hospital. I am afraid that old age is catching up to me and soon I will be remembered...



For the past month and a half I was in the hospital. I have no recollection of anything. All I know is that I got up in the middle of the night in the emergency room. No one knew where I was, not my girlfriend, not my friends, the apartment management thought I had died because my lights were on and my apartment was flooded with water. After a week my girlfriend managed to track me down by calling a hundred places. Thank god she is the only real true person in my life that she managed to find me. I would not get into it because it's a long story. Anyway, all that was documented on my report was that I was found by the EMS on some street (which they did not say) and that I was unconscious and I'd had a heart attack... I don't remember a thing. All I know is that when my grilfriend came to get me from the hospital, they said that I had come in without a shirt or shoes.

Well, this goes to show that I am losing my mind, I am not the blessed man of a thousand lives anymore, but I am now curious to see if I have forgotten the art of pussy eating... any volunteers?