*drunkenly headbanging with Sephiroth*

*drunkenly dancing with Kadaj*

(More drunken ramblings. Ya'll're in for a long night. *evil grin*)

Emerson, Lake, and Palmer do "Knife Edge" live Also not for dial-ups, sorry.

Emerson, Lake, and Palmer have been a part of my life "From the Beginning". ;-) My Dad is a huge ELP fan, and passed that on to me.

"Can you live on a knife-edge?"

"Our machines feed the furnace / If they take us / They will burn us"

These men are geniuses of music and lyrics. Especially Emerson, he could take a Moog and turn it into a holy instrument of music. Just fucking incredible. What makes this clip even more unbelievable is that Emerson spends half the time not even looking at his keyboard, but at the drummer, Palmer, so he can keep up with the insidiously increasing tempo.

(drunken ramblings, ahoy!)

DJ scratch battle Completely not dial-up friendly.

OK. Why the above is so down for me. In 1987, my family moved from Atlanta, GA, where Mom worked for the IRS, to Columbia, SC, where Mom went to the Lutheran Theological Southern Seminary and Dad made $8 an hour as a piano tuner. So yeah, we were poor as hell, and yeah, I know what it's like to be poor, to the point where the local Lutheran church left groceries on our porch from time to time.

Anyways, I went to Heyward Gibbes Middle School, and I was the only white girl in my class during 7th and 8th grade, aka from 12 to 13 1/2 years old. Pretty formative, important years, no? I absorbed the music, the early hip-hop, the soul, and the DJ music. To this day, if you want me to mark out and lose it completely, you play shit like in the link above.

OK, so far I've gotten these done...

2/3rds of #1, (I'll do the last load in the morning, when I can put more regulars in it to make a full load), #2 - #9, #12, and #14 (all to the tree people, should pay them off completely).

So... (cracks open #9) ;-)

Ah, the weekend... here's my plans:

1) Do 3 loads of laundry
2) Run the dishwasher
3) Do my taxes
4) Help Dad with his home networking project
5) Go to a day spa/buy this crap party at my sister's house
6) Do the grocery shopping
7) Get stamps
8) Get cat food
9) Buy some alcohol, preferably Ketel One vodka
10) Watch the Pro Bowl (go NFC!)
11) Watch a NetFlix dvd or two
12) Change the filter on the air system
13) Sort through about 600MB of new music
14) Decide how to divvy up the tax money among my creditors

What, you think the weekends are for relaxing? :-p

From Dawn's LiveJournal...

If there is someone on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because she exists, and whom you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

That would be... just about all of ya'll. ;-) I might have met Janice without the Internet, since we live in the same state and went to the same wrestling shows, but maybe not.

Ten Top Trivia Tips about JL Sigman!

1. It is bad luck to walk under JL Sigman!
2. If you blow out all the candles on JL Sigman with one breath, your wish will come true!
3. The pharoahs of ancient Egypt wore garments made with thin threads of beaten JL Sigman.
4. The average human spends about 30 days during their life in JL Sigman.
5. The Aztec Indians of Mexico believed JL Sigman would protect them from physical harm, and so warriors used her to decorate their battle shields!
6. Thirty-five percent of the people who use personal ads for dating are JL Sigman.
7. Devoid of her cells and proteins, JL Sigman has the same chemical makeup as sea water.
8. White chocolate isn't technically chocolate, because it doesn't contain JL Sigman!
9. The condom - originally made from JL Sigman - was invented in the early 1500s.
10. JL Sigman has three eyelids.

I am interested in - do tell me aboutherhimitthem

*cackling*

Saw the surgeon today for a check-up, and he said, "Wow, you heal fast." He looked around, said, "Get out of here, and stop taking the antibiotics." So I left. ;-)

Story of the day: Girl beats the guys for high school wrestling championship.

"You're meat to be wasted. Your blood will fall on rock and nourish nothing."
Cutter, ElfQuest

Homophobic asshole dies from gunshot wounds received while attempting to avoid capture.

Just got my last EOB's for 2005, and thought I'd mention that the insurance company paid out $22,753.08 for me last year. :-p

Also, got the last of the statements I need to do my taxes... gotta go get TurboTax and get to it. Got freakin' bills to pay...

Adventures in work...

Co-worker: I can't find ***'s Adobe.
Me: Did you look in the file cabinet?
Co-worker: I looked through the stack on Chip's desk.
Me: Did you look in the file cabinet?
Co-worker: Can you look up a licence number, I'll just use another disk.
Me: Chip keeps all the Adobe CDs in the file cabinet, did you look there?

Guess where he found the CD?

*headdesk*

The Office 2003 version of Photo Editor, now called Office Picture Manager, blows dead goats. Just thought I'd post that observation.

*back to trying to wrangle some simple screenshots for a work document*

Back at work. I guess they actually managed OK, there were only 15 overdue tickets in my queue...

Ah, home. With a newly stocked kitchen and cleaned out cat pans, to boot.

I know I need to spend some quality time with FF VI, and my NetFlix DVDs. So I may not be online much, and slow to answer email.

I'll be OK.

The vascular surgeon says that the site will be OK with antibiotics, it doesn't need to be cut open and drained.

*phew*

Because I cannot do anything simple...

I have either a staph or a strep infection in my vein under where the IV is. I'm on 2000mg of Keflex a day, got a shot in the ass, and see a vascular surgeon Thursday afternoon.

*sigh*

I am out of the hospital now. I'll be splitting my time between here and Mom's for a little while, probably there rest of the week. I've got about 2 dozen staples in my gut, and of course both IV sites are giving me hell.

But he found the problem. There was a hole in the bottom of the pouch, and he fixed it. He also found a loops of bowel adhesed to the pouch itself, but since it didn't seem to be causing me any problems, he didn't mess with it beyond a very careful nicking of the adhesian holding it on there.

I'm OK. I'm on a liquid diet until the staples come out Thursday, but I'll be OK.

Be leaving in a bit. See ya'll in a few days.

There is much whirring of chainsaws and occasional big thumps from the back yard. Kahvi is about to stress herself into a fit.

Me? I'm just not looking. The curtains on the back french doors are closed. Sometimes, like George Michael once sang, "I gotta have faith".

A miracle has occured: the tree people don't want any money today. They'll send an invoice in a week or so.

*collapses in relief*

The tree people will be back in the morning. They will then want money. Like, oh, $750.

I think I have $300. *sigh*

The condemned woman's off to get her last meal. :-p

OK, my insurance agent bullied the insurance company into giving me money, and the third tree service I called is out here tying the tree to some of the other ones to keep it from falling, until they decide exactly how the get rid of it.

I'll put some pictures up later.

Also gave about 7 vials of blood to the hospital to run their tests on.

Maybe I should eat something?

Well.

Guess who's home insurance company doesn't want to pay for the tree?

OK, so this tree is leaning against another tree that's smaller and not so stable, and it'll take a crane to get the broken tree out without wiping out the back half of my house.

I'm at home. Dad's on the way over to move some things (like this computer) into the other part of the house.

And did I mention I'm having surgery Friday?

*mental breakdown*

As if I needed more stress in my life...

One of my pine trees is breaking off about 4 feet from the ground, and will take out my fence if/when it falls. Considering they're predicting 55MPH wind gusts...

OK, I'm pulling the fire alarm again.

10am Friday, I'm having surgery. This thing has leaked greenish goop since Saturday, so something must be feeding it. We'll see what happens from there.

No, things are not improving rapidly. I'm still leaking pus out of the thing. I think I'll probably still need surgery.

Your Gemstone is Emerald

Balanced, liberated, and peaceful. You bring luck into any situation.

What Gemstone Are You?

I find I'm beating myself up over this, like it's my fault or something. Which is stupid, I know, but still. I almost didn't want to come to work.

Um, change of plan.

The abcess burst through the hole that had been created when they drained it in the hospital a couple of weeks ago, so no surgery. For now.

Sorry. :-(

Another.

Fucking.

Infection.

I'll be in surgery Friday at 11am.

My brother-in-law Paul was diagnosed with cancer some time last year, or maybe late 2004. He'd been having treatments and seemed to be OK.

It's gone into his liver.

Sometime in April, either we'll all go up to New York, or they'll all come down here to visit.

Of course, the question starts to become "What will happen to Heather if he dies?" She was brain damaged in an accident years ago and cannot work or drive.

Somdays, you give the world fair warning.

Other days, you put on your Meteor-casting outfit and hope that someone doesn't get out of the way.

;-)

In a mood, but in a good way. Got things to do, people to make go, "WTF is she?", etc.

Sleeping in is nice.

Waking up to get coffee from a kitchen that actually has space now to be a kitchen because I've put things away and gotten rid of things I don't need is very nice.

Next up: the home office.

I don't need surgery.

I don't need surgery.

I'm still trying to wrap my brain around this. It's about frozen in shock. I had gotten so used to the idea that I would need it, that the fact that I don't is nearly incomprehensible.

I'm at home. I can't carry on a conversation, much less trouble-shoot a computer problem, right now.

Dad, who understands better than most, said, "Do something nice and distracting for yourself." I will have to ponder this.

Tomorrow at 9:30am I talk with the surgeon about surgery.

*sigh*

*shows 2005 the door*

*slams it shut*

Get you gone, and take your bad luck and crap with you!

Seen a couple of people add questions to the below meme, so...

20-whatever: If you could change one thing, what would it be?
My incessant need to sacrifice myself.

Stole this from Dawn (see the list of people I bother). Is long, am drunk, so hang in there.

1. You have $10 and need to buy snacks at a gas station; what do you buy?
Couple bottles of water, some SweeTarts, a microwave burrito (most brands are surprisingly good), gum, Skittles, and some of those little powedered donuts.

2. If you had to be reincarnated as some sort of sea-dwelling creature, what would you be?
Blue whale, since no-one knows much about them, so I wouldn't be bothered much.

3. Who's your favorite redhead?
Dawn and Janice are my two favs.

4. What do you order when you're at a pancake house?
This is boring, but usually pancakes. They usually have special kinds that I can't possibly make at home.

5. Do you own any... naughty toys?
Nope.

6. Have you made out with anyone on your (LiveJournal) friends list?
Nope.

7. Describe your favorite pair of underwear:
My cotton blue and white and green stripped thong. It's very comfortable.

8. Describe the last time you were injured:
Last night I got a paper cut on my pinkie opening the $222 electric and gas bill.

9. Are there any odd things that make you feel comfortable?
The smell of pipe tobacco (Dad smoked a pipe until I was 6 or so). Clean cotton undershirt. Cats purring in the bed while I fall asleep.

11. Tell me a weird story from your high school years:
Heh. I would tell the saga of George, how he came in the middle of my junior year and swept me off my feet, and the arguing we always did, and the things we did at school that we would have gotten thrown out for. I haven't heard from him in years, I hope he's happy somewhere...

12. What is the wallpaper on your cell phone?
*double-checks* It's one of the factory ones, a dolphin leaping out of the water in front of a schooner.

13. Soda?
Don't drink it anymore. Carbonation and my pouch do not get along.

14. Flavor of pudding?
Banana, chocolate, pistachio

15. What type of shirt are you wearing?
Blue cotton short-sleeved shirt.

16. Prescription medication?
500mg of Cipro twice a day, 50mg of Zoloft once a day, Vicodin as needed.

17. If you could use only one form of transportation for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Tessering. Oh, go read A Wrinkle in Time.

18. How many people are on your (LiveJournal) friends list?
Um... without checking, I think 3 or 4.

19. How many people on your LiveJournal) list do you know in real life?
This is an interesting question, because it seems to assume that talking to someone over the Internet is not meeting them in real life. I have not met any of them face to face. I know one of them very well, and she knows me very well, and we'd fall into each other's arms like sisters if we ever met. How's that?

20. What are you listening to right now?
"Kingdom Hearts" music, since I left it on pause to go to the bathroom, then decided to sit in front of the computer for a little bit and found this, and decided to answer it.

21. Most recent movie you watched?
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe

22. Name 5 things you have with you at all times:
Intubating catheter. Cell phone. Keys. Wallet. Pens.

23. Would you rather give or receive a foot massage?
Receive. I'm a little selfish like that. ;-) I give good shoulder and neck massages, though.

24. Name a teacher you had the hots for:
My college chemistry professor. He named me as one of the Corner of Insanity, and I loved him for it. He also gave us a good hang-over prevention formula.

25. What is a saying that you use a lot?
"I'll do it." (At work.) "CAT!!!" (when they knock over something)

26. What's one piece of advice that you think should be passed on to every child?
Don't be afraid of change.

27. Would you escape where you are to live the rest of your life in the place or time of your choice (and that would be....), if it meant you could never return?
... ... No. In my stories, I always return home, wiser for the journey.

I need more surgery.

The x-rays showed another fistula, so the doctor needs to go in and repair it.

It'll happen sometime in January.

I'll be seeing the doctor tomorrow.

I'm OK, just tired, physically and mentally.

Playing "Kingdom Hearts" is good distractions, tho... wish I had more time off to take. :-p

Just wanted folks to know that I'm at work. I may not be in the best place mentally right this instant, but I'll be OK eventually.

OK, got a hold of the surgeon on his personal cell phone. Poor guy has a cold. He called the hospital, but they're on a skeleton crew and the x-ray technician lady (I know who he's talking about, she's incredible) is not in. Since I'm not in pain until I mess with the lump, he's keeping me on antibiotics in the hope that this will calm down. I am to call him immediately if anything changed, and to call Wednesday regardless. He wants to avoid surgery if possible. I want to try to hold stuff off until the first of the year, since my leave will reset (80 hours sick, 88 hours personal).

We'll see what happens.

There seems to be one final "Fuck you" from 2005 growing in the old familiar place.

Hopefully, I'll be able to get a hold of my surgeon. I've already started taking Cipro.

Just to add insult to injury, the pink eye has caused a sty. This sucks. :-p

*sigh*

You know, I REALLY ought to know to be more careful what I wish for... I didn't really want to go in to work, so what happens? I get a bad case of pink eye in my left eye.

No work yesterday, and no work today, it's still swollen and sore and trying to look at the computer screen hurts after a while. :-p

Watched the Panthers clobber the Saints, then watched the Redskins absolutely maul the Cowboys, then got a great pork chop for dinner, so it was a very good Sunday.

Now I have to go back to work. Faaaahhhhkkkkk...

Just another day
The shame is gone
Hard to believe
That I let it go away

Lacuna Coil, Swamped

Flowers in bloom pray to Gods,
Lamenting over their being in this world of life.
Their dreams having faded away,
Flower grieve and fall.

Kenji Kawai, Kugusuuta ura mite chiru (translated)

Calling, calling now
From the place of knowing
There's more than what can be linked
Calling, calling now
Never will I look away
For what life has left for me
Yearning, yearning
For what's left of loving

Origa, Inner Universe

Jenn is finishing off the vodka, celebrating three things:

1) Surgeon told her to get out of his office and never come back (in other words, the hole and gash are fine)
2) The haircut
3) Sweet Thing is OK, we went to the vet and the reason his belly feels hard is because he's a little constipated.

What are you celebrating? Or would celebrate, if you could?

Before:


After:


The missing 12 inches went to Locks of Love.

I'm getting started on my New Year's resolution a little early... I'm deleting music from my hard drive.

Now, that doesn't sound like much, but my resolution is to get rid of things I don't want. I have a problem sometimes getting rid of stuff, especially if I think I got it to make my parents happy. I have clothes I've never worn, because they look like what Mom wore when she worked for the IRS. I need to bag those and give them to the Salvation Army.

It all stems from being convinced while growing up that I had to be the perfect, best, sacrificing one, to the point where I kept silent about the sexual abuse I suffered through. I'm 30 now, I need to let go of some things. So, my plan is to go around the house and touch everything. If I can't come up with a good reason for why I have it and why I should keep it, it's going out.

Who knows, by the time I'm ready to get a new house in a few years (don't need this huge yard), I may only need two bedrooms...

I'm trying out a memory card reader here at work, and brought in the thing from my digital camera, and found these little gems...

New Raven picture, in her Thanksgiving pilgrim outfit that Mom made.

My younger sister Becca and my Dad.

Bageera, Mom and Dad's black cat.

Desert Night, the runt of a batch of kittens Mom fostered. Unfortunately, she didn't make it, she had a liver shunt and had to be put to sleep.

Yeah, we're scared. Of a puffed up 1 pound kitten. See us run?

Just when I was feeling pretty OK about my state, the headlines of the newspaper read, "S.C. biology standards in limbo"

A proponent of teaching various theories of human origin, which include creationism, gained support Monday from the state’s public school reform oversight panel.

*headdesk* *headwall* *lather, rinse, repeat*

Another Last.fm chart, now that I found a template big enough to actually see the track names. ;-) Slightly obsessive, no? Most are from Kenji Kawai's excellent soundtrack to Ghost in the Shell 2: Innocence.

Been healing good. Hole is closed, gash is getting there. Feel better than I have in a while, which is nice, although sometimes I don't quite know what to do with myself. ;-)

Saw "Narnia" over the weekend with Janice and Jim. Holy Gods, it was great! Go see it, they don't beat you over the head with the Christian references, it's just a beautifully filmed story about growing up and the sacrifices you make as you do.

Added Jim to my buddies (Hey sweetie!)

Found out completely by accident a few days ago that my old Audioscrobbler account was still active, and had been transfered to Last.FM when they bought out Audioscrobbler (or merged with them, or whatever). The graphic on the side is the list of my most listened to artists for the week, and will probably always contain a lot of Japanese characters. ;-)

But as my MP3 player gets more and more insane in it's old age, I'll be moving more of my MP3 collection here to work, so it should change up a bit. For the longest, I've only really had instrumentals (ie game and anime music and some soundtracks) here. Now, since the person who wanted it that way is gone and I don't particularly care if my office-mate likes or doesn't like what I listen to, I'll bring everything in.

All tracks, random, out of 1251...

1) Rob Zombie - "Demon Speeding"
2) Nobuo Uematsu - "Cid's Theme" (FF IX)
3) Boston - "We Can Make It"
4) Dietrich Buxtehude - Choral "Nun freut euch lieben Christen g'mein"
5) Metallica - "No Leaf Clover"
6) Taku Iwasaki - "Alone Again"
7) Trans-Siberian Orchestra - "Appalachian Snowfall"
8) Trans-Siberain Orchestra - "The World That She Sees"
9) Evanescence - "Haunted"
10) Klaus Badelt - "Underwater March"
11) The Black Mages - "The Rocking Grounds (FF III)"
12) Nobuo Uematsu - "Wall of the Sacred Beasts" (FF IX)
13) The Union Underground - "Natural High"
14) Brian Tyler - "Inama Nushif (Montage)"
15) Jonathan Elias - "Movement 8: Benediction"

I know, I know, that's about half of the normal track count. I think my MP3 player is losing it's mind, or it's too old for the new version of MusicMatch to properly handle, because it keeps saying it's done synching even though it's not. :-p I can't even manually add playlists, it starts then says it's done.

Saw the surgeon again today, in my ongoing weekly checkups of this gash and hole. Today I even prepared, because I wanted to show him a trick the hole does: if you take a syringe and squeeze about .5cc's of peroxide in, it bubbles up real good and burns like hell above the gash.

He watched it, then said, "That's good, keep doing it."

*sigh*

There is no mental health problem that a liberal application of Dove Dark Chocolates cannot fix. ;-)

Bit of a whine here, feel free to pass...

Can't sleep right now. I'd put myself back on Zoloft after getting out of the hospital the last time after 3 huge crying fits and one panic attack. When I got back home, I took myself off of it.

This morning, after having problems with some bleeding from my incision, I started it up again. A few hours ago I cleaned out the wound again and got some weird pain because of how things are connected, so I took a Vicodin to kill the pain and calm myself down.

Well, it killed the pain, anyways...

I figure I'll sit up for a bit, try to get my brain to shut the fuck up. Otherwise, I guess more drugs.

Me at work. Wand is because people seem to think I can read minds and magically fix things across long distances. ;-) Headphones are because co-worker listens to crappy music. :-p

Water - Dominant

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talents and succeed in most things you try...
Your moods seem to constantly change... You
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caged...

Animagi form:
Mermaid
Most compatible with:
Elecricity
Least compatible
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Song: The
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Ruling
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HOOOOME!!!!

*huge sigh of relief*

One area starts to get better, so another area starts to swell.

Yes, another infection seems to be starting under the old scar. Yes, I just saw the surgeon yesterday. No, I am not going to call him, I'd rather not spend Thanksgiving in the hospital, thank you very much.

I'll just wait for it to pop and drain, then clean it out like everything else.

After a few days of Cipro and a couple times of squishing pus out through the incision, the surgeon seems to be OK with it. I'll be on the Cipro for 10 days (joy). Maybe I'll get to go home someday. :-p

Steps backwards instead of forwards... another infection has started. We're treating this one with Cipro, heating pads, and Vicodin.

So I'm still at Mom and Dad's, not home. I literally cannot take care of myself right now.

So very tired right now. Mom snores when she doesn't have her bi-pap machine working, and I could hear her even through the door to the living room.

Can I go home now?

Eddy. Goddamnit!

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Had to do Sephiroth, sorry. ;-)

Want this.

Full version here, not sure for how long

Christmas is coming? ;-)

*slurping a peanut butter fudge shake from Sonic* Ah, the best part of being on a liquid diet. ;-)

Anyways, got a bunch of EOB's from the insurance company. After three hospital stays, I have FINALLY hit the $2,500 deductable.

No, we won't go there...

Hey, Tish, on the third try, the manage to get the IV in and it DIDN'T infiltrate!

Anyways, I'll be heading to Mom and Dad's house soon.

Thanks for everything, ya'll.

Well, I managed to dodge the major surgery bullet. Turns out that the infection was because the previous incision had closed too quickly, and something in there got bad. I'll be heading home as soon as the nurse tracks down the doctor to get the orders.

I won't be back to work right away, there is a drain in my pouch to keep the pressure off. Maybe Monday, I don't know. My paycheck will be short a couple of days, I'll just have to manage somehow.

OK.

More surgery.

Probably major surgery. The pouch's collar seems to be complete toast, which means a conversion to a standard colostomy. He won't know for 100% sure until he gets in there in a couple of hours, but we're pretty sure.

So, no more tight jeans (sorry, guys). No more tight anything.

It would mean I could eat more like a normal person again. I miss my salads, corn, etc.

I'll write more when I can. I told my boss that I could, technically, be out for 4 - 6 weeks (yes, weeks), so I'm begging him for a work laptop so I don't lose my job. Wouldn't that suck...

Guess who has a fist-sized lump above her stoma, in the same area the surgeon opened up and stitched and supposedly fixed a couple of weeks ago?

Yeah.

Not in the hospital yet, my guy is on vacation and the other one wants to see me in his office to see if he can do anything there.

I'm learning, albeit about 15 years too late, that I don't have to sacrifice myself for others.

I wonder, if I had learned it then, when ****** was sexually abusing me and I didn't tell my mother for fear of angering her, if things might have been different.

I simply don't have the strength anymore to turn myself off so that someone else feels better.

I think that's a good thing.

Rage issues the last 24 hours, and I don't know why. Got seriously pissed off at one friend, snapped at another one in an email this morning, and now I'm contemplating death and Meteors for a co-worker.

If I had time to take off, I'd do it and go play Diablo II or other kill games until I felt better.

Um, I outlined. A story. Well, a re-write of the story I wrote last year.

Why um? Because I always said I could never outline. So Someone decided to prove me wrong.

Also redid a few tracks of the soundtrack for it.

Wonder if I can resurrect another story with an outline?

Updated the top quote. That's a small part of something I wrote, a hypothetical conversation between me and someone else.

Also updated the links.

*tired*

Exxon Mobile shatters records for profits and sales

Exxon Mobil Corp. rewrote the corporate record books Thursday as its third-quarter profits soared to almost $10 billion and it became the first public company ever with quarterly sales topping $100 billion.

$10 billion in profit.

Think on that a minute...

Now, do you still think the gas prices are because of low reserves?

Had a follow-up with the surgeon yesterday afternoon. He pokes around the incision for a minute, then says, "Wow, you're healing fast." "That's why I scar so bad," I mutter. He pokes around a bit more, then asks, "Are you steal cleaning it with the 25% peroxide?" I nod, thinking that yes, I still can stick a Q-tip in the hole the abcess created and not see the head of it. Another bit of poking around, then he asks, "Are you in any pain?" "There's a couple of sore spots, but nothing bad. My arm is worse."

He looks at my left arm, which is still quite painful from the IV. "Basically it's a chemical burn. Take ibuprophen." Then he shoos me out the door and tells me not to come back.

I'm still not driving because of said pain in my left arm. I figure if I can't hold a coffee mug in that hand, I'm sure not going to try to work a steering wheel with it. But I'm getting better day by day.

2,327 files on the MP3 player now... hit random...

1) Stone Temple Pilots "Piece of Pie"
2) Eminem "Square Dance"
3) Noriko Matsueda and Takahito Eguchi "Chocobo"
4) John Lennon "Imagine"
5) Nobuo Uematsu "Those Who Fight (piano version)"
6) Trans-Siberian Orchestra "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen"
7) Oleander "Are You There?"
8) Noriyuki Asakura "Kaoru to Misao (piano version)"
9) Yoko Kanno "Piano Black"
10) Eminem "My Name Is"
11) Public Enemy "Don't Believe the Hype"
12) Mannheim Steamroller "Kling, Glockchen"
13) Masashi Hamauzu "Thunder Plains"
14) Fiona Apple "Fast as You Can"
15) Kaze no Orchestra "Fantasia of the Wind (instrumental version)"

Some random thoughts...

- Gah yah, holiday music!!! (hits the forward button)
- Poor Eminem... he fell like he always said he would, with addiction problems. I hope he can get himself straight, if only for his daughter's sake.
- Gotta get my hands on the new Fiona Apple album
- 6 tracks from anime and games... addicted much, am i?

64 degrees in the house when I came in, so on goes the heat (it's set at 65) and up go the bills. *sigh*

Pulled out the comforter, and need to find the snug sack for the office chair.

Made it through the work day without too much problem. The pain in my arm from the stupid IV seems to be getting better, until Kahvi decides to head-butt it. *sighs again, takes Vicodin*

If I ever find out who just called my home phone, then hung up when I answered...

Awake now. Grrrr....

Good NetFlix screaming: They have Advent Children in their list!!

Bad NetFlix screaming: The have removed about 4 movies from my queue and stuck them down in "Availability - Unknown" land. Now I have to go rework my queue...

Hey ya'll,

I'm out of the hospital. He did some minor surgery Wednesday and fixed the fistula that's been causing all my problems the last couple of months.

I'm in a little pain from the infiltrated IV (as usual), and from the mile and a half of packing he removed from the incision yesterday, but otherwise OK. I'll catch up on emails as my hand let's me type a little more. :-p

Thanks for the calls and thoughts. :-)

Update: Heading to the big house, the doctor wants to nick the infected area and put a fistula-cam in there, to see if he can find what's causing it and close it off. If he can't find it, he'll wake me up and we'll discuss other things.

See ya'll later. Feel free to call or email.

Guess who's running a bit of a fever?

Who has redness around where the abcess was?

Who has heat and tenderness above the stoma?

Guess who's ready to cry and scream and fucking give up on this fucking pouch and resign myself to 30+ years of skin conditions with a regular bag?

YAY!! Wal-Mart's replacing my lenses for free, and even gave me $21.20 back because we took the "No Glare" coating off!

Off to celebrate with Albel Nox, Square Enix's latest iteration of the psycho but broken bad bishi boy...

I'm going to post pictures of myself I don't like as much, because I need the prod to get eating better.


Too much face... just too much.


I played a lot of pool in college. Unfortunately, I left all my mad skillz behind in college, because I got my ass handed to me in this game. :-p


Fear the hair ;-)


A full on frontal, showing that the first place those extra pounds head to is my face. Yeesh. Cut back on the salt and snacks, says I.


More hair. Lots more hair. ;-)


This is me, completely not impressed with the exercises we were going to have to do.

My glasses are giving me hell. I suppose that's what I get for buying cheap plastic lenses from Wal-Mart, but sheesh... something keeps happening to the coating on them, they keep getting white/cloudy spots on them. When this happened a month or so ago, the manager of the eye center accused me of using chemicals in my hair, my job, etc., but did replace them for free. I'm not counting on her being so nice this time around.

From CNN...

-- Informant in Iraq admits information about a terror plot against New York subway was a hoax, sources tell CNN.

OK, nothing else here, move along...

Sorry for the blow-up in the last post, but I had put over 40 hours into that game... *sigh* I've started over, and I'm already doing better than before because of all the notes I've put into the mostly useless BradyGames hintbook I spent $16 on...

The problem is that SCE&G frequently drops power in my neighborhood, either for a second or for a few hours. And now they want to increase the gas prices to heat our homes by about 50% (which in my case means about $75 - $100 more per month). So I tend to get very upset at them. :-p

Cover your ears...

AAAARRRRRRRGGGGGG FUCKING FUCKTARDED FUCKING POWER COMPANY FUCKING CORRUPTING MY STAR OCEAN GAME!!!!!!!!

FUCK, now I have to start over. :-( Fucking power company, likes to blink the power for no fucking reason. Fucktards. Damnit.

Wow. Got paid, paid my bills, paid off one doctor from August, put money in my savings account for the first time in months, and I STILL have almost $80 left. That means I won't have to put groceries on a credit card for the first time in a while. Yay!

Work's been insanely busy... my co-worker can't seem to hold more than a couple of thoughts in his head at one time and gets overwhelmed very easily, so after 2 days of my being gone he was at a complete loss. Luckily I have come back and gotten almost completely caught up on everything.

I probably won't talk much more about the hospital stay... Sunday morning was very surreal and, when the abcess burst, very disgusting, and not something I want to dwell on.

Still playing a lot of "Star Ocean". Just incredible stuff.

Also still listening to a lot of "Advent Children". Also very incredible stuff. ;-)

One burst 3cm by 7cm abcess later...

I'm out of the hospital now, doing good. Managed to avoid IV problems this time around, too. ;-)

I'll tell more later, I'm on Mom's dial up.

FUCk fuck fuck fuck fuck

I'm heading back to the hospital, a huge mass of something has developed under the scar. Doctor wants to get me back on IV antibiotics in the hope it'll drain or something.

FUCKity fuck fuck fuck fuck

Advent Children, in a nutshell

*much giggling*

a Man with No Name You scored 7 Honor, 6 Justice, 8 Adventure, and 2 Individuality!

It's one thing to be a gunslinger. It's another to wander into town, leave nothing but a trail of those who'd try your skill and take the town's gratitude and cash with you. Hero or villan? It's all in how you look at it and whose side you're on. Cigar in your teeth and colt on your hip, you are ready to step into the hazy desert horizon. You'll do just fine.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 38% on Ninjinuity You scored higher than 73% on Knightlyness You scored higher than 76% on Cowboiosity You scored higher than 5% on Piratical Bent

Link: The Cowboy-Ninja-Pirate-Knight Test written by fluffy71 on Ok Cupid