Well for the past two weeks, I've started having pains in my left arm, and left shoulder, which steadily have gotten worse, and moved into my back, chest, neck, and head. So after two days of being somewhat incapacitated, I decided to go to the doctor. So an exam, five x-rays, and an EKG later, he can't seem to find anything wrong with my heart or lungs. Then, in a half-assed attempt to get rid of me, he offers me "tendonitis". He said I have that, and a calcium build-up in my shoulder. That mother fucker, and the rest of my family, have dismissed me as a hypochondriac. Well they'll all be sorry when they find me dead somewhere, my heart having exploded. If I make it to next month, I have an appointment to get a full physical, and blood work done. Perhaps then we'll see what we see. And I was supposed to go in for massage therapy today, but my cousin cancelled it and resheduled it for Tuesday, after I sat and signed my name 20 times, and filled out 5 papers for her. I figure by tuesday, I won't even need it; I'll either be in the hospitol, or I'll be dead.
Happy Halloween!... Well, not quite. I've been going through quite some trouble lately with my contacts. I can't find a brand I like or something that seems to work for my right eye. I think I have a problem, I've changed contacts like 4 times in the last couple months. My doc just says keep coming in and he gives me free follow-ups. But now I need to make an appointment, and I'm out of the samples he gave me. So I'm stuck wearing the only few old contacts I have left, which isn't many. Here, I can be seen struggling along with my old WildEyes.
I now bring you live, into the stand-off currently in progress. Just moments ago, five Comcast vans converged on my home and set up orange cones. Well they won't take me alive. They're gonna have to come in and get me. They're all parked out there, and I don't know what they're doing. I can't see any people. I think I'm going down, they're cracking down my pad. I'm so dead. They must have intercepted all those bad things I've said about them. Now they've come with the large Comcast dildo, to place it snugly in my ass. They're a rough bunch of guys too; they won't even give you a reach-around. More on this breaking story as the stand-off continues into the evening.
Well these last couple weeks have been really awful, and it looks like it's going to spill into next month. Hmm, I went and got a bunch of DVD's yesterday, "Big Fish", "Poolhall Junkies" and "Revolutions". All fantastic movies. So that's good I suppose. I've been threatening to do a new design on my website, mainly just out of boredom. Unfortunately, I think I'm too lazy. Plus, I'm no good at design or building a website, so I have no idea what to do with it. I'd really like to go back to some of the original version designs, which were a bit darker. Oh well, who knows.
I wanted to go to the Detroit Zoo tomorrow. The Humane Society is having a big pet show. I wanted to get a new kitten! But apparently it's going to rain all day, so I dont' know if they're going to cancel it or what. I guess I won't be going up to Bald Mountain for target practise either.
I wanted to go to the Detroit Zoo tomorrow. The Humane Society is having a big pet show. I wanted to get a new kitten! But apparently it's going to rain all day, so I dont' know if they're going to cancel it or what. I guess I won't be going up to Bald Mountain for target practise either.
Well lets see, I need an update. I must be incredibly boring, otherwise I might have something to write. I'm currently in my first hell week, I have two because my thesis and my big PP project is due this week and then I have a math final the following week. In fact, I should be working, but I'm here instead, ha! What else... I think I need to go into the soap business. I'm gonna be rich, but I need to decide on a name first. I got a batch tracing right now. I have soap! When I make it big, I'm gonna have a soap called "Fat of the Land", and people will buy it.
So I just went looking for a TMBG group here, and I wasn't entirely shocked when I didn't find one. In fact, I didn't expect to find one. Then I noticed the extreme lack of band groups altogether... this disturbs me.
Well I have this journal... I should use it. So I just got back from about a week long trip to misery (Missouri). I went down to the Wood to see a friend of mine. They're doing very well, even though they say they aren't and that they want to come home. It's actually very depressing; the whole trip was. I'll tell you what though, next time I'm fuckin' flying. I never want to ride in a car again. But if I do take a 12 hour car ride, I'll remember to stand up and move around every once in a while. I didn't get up the whole time. I think that's about it.
