Been busy. My wife had her appendix removed, she's mostly recovered I think. We just moved into our own place. I think. My wife did this whole appendix thing to get out of moving and cleaning.

I'm still looking for a job, but I'm going to find one soon.

I'm too tired for much more of an update. I've had a busy week.

no internet for awhile maybe until end of sept.

So... my wife decided to burn a few CDs for the car. Our CD's are black and you can't really read what you write on them, so she put some white tape on it before she put it in to burn... I was sitting here and something made me ask if it was working. She said that it was going really slow, then I heard a funny noise. I asked her to open it and check out the CD (I didn't know about the tape). She didn't hear me when I asked her and she didn't hear the noise, but she did decide to tell me about how she put tape on the CD so she could write on it... I had to ask her what she said, because I was sure I must have misheard her. The CD ROM opened on it's own, ejecting the disc, without any tape on it. The computer said that it couldn't read the disc. I sat there quietly for a minute, staring at her. I felt like crying, worried that it was going to break my computer and I'm not able to afford to fix it... Fortunately, I thought she was really cute about the whole thing. As I was taking my computer apart, she dusted most of it off. Once I had the case off, I was able to reach the tape to get it out and everything works fine now.

THE END.

My friend's mom works at a nearby bar. I've been knowing my friend since I was around eleven and I met his mom shortly after I met him. I finally stopped by to see his mom, which I haven't seen in years. She was telling her coworkers about me and that I was the only kid that she had trusted to hang out with her son. I think she kind of thinks that I helped take care of her son when we were kids and when we were in school. I think I kind of did, or tried. He was a quiet kid, he would rarely say a word to anyone at school, other than me. He quit going to school in the seventh grade, but we still hung out and kept in touch after he moved farther away.

Anyway, him and his mom know me pretty well and know some of the things I've been through. She was telling me about when her son told her that I had cancer and was going through treatment. She was shocked and worried. She asked how I was doing. My friend told her something like "Of course he's doing fine, he's SexyBeast." (Except he doesn't call me SexyBeast)

Of course, I was doing fine, but I'm trying to figure out if it bothers me that some people don't worry about me because I can handle it and deal with things well...


I really thought that I had something more interesting to say, but now I'm distracted and annoyed. I so tired of living with other people.

I'm having a pretty good day today. I woke up early and I'm not feeling too sick today. I watched most of Hot Shots Part Deux, while I ate an apple with some peanut butter, it was nice. After watching some TV, I almost got on the computer, but decided that if I got on, I would spend too much time on the computer. I worked out in our garden instead, it's not much of a garden... I mean, we never take care of it.

Every now and then, we'll take some time to make it look half decent. Last time, we dug up a plant because it was too big. This time, I dug up a new plant that started growing and put it where the old plant was. I didn't realize how much of a task it would be to dig up the new plant. Since it was between another plant and our driveway, I couldn't use the shovel, so I used my hands. It's not a big plant on top, but it went about two feet down into the ground. I was laying on my side, almost shoulder deep, digging more dirt out, trying not to mess up the roots. I have a couple of cuts on my hand. I can still see dirt on my hands, even after washing them and showering... Hopefully our garden looks better. I have no idea. I was tired and covered in sweat and dirt. My shirt was soaked by the time I was done.

After I was done with all of that, I showered and napped. It was nice. I wasn't planning on napping, but it happened very easily. Now, I'm just so hungry. I wish I had a gronola bar. I want to eat my watermelon, but I'm too lazy to cut it up.

I saw the new Batman movie. It was really good. I had planned on dressing up as the Joker, but when my suit didn't dye and got messed up, then I couldn't find my Halloween makeup, I gave up. I figured I would just go in what I was wearing. For some reason, when I didn't go upstairs to change clothes, my wife called me an idiot. It really bothered me, but she didn't think it was a big deal. We've never called each other names before, atleast not seriously.

Last night, I was watch Across the Universe and I'm not sure why, but I just couldn't stop thinking about lip smack lesbians. Today, I have appointment with a psychiatrist, I think I might have to ask him if that's something from my subconcious trying to come out...

I have to dye a suit purple today. I keep forgetting about it. I need it for the midnight showing of Batman on Thursday night. That's about as far as I have planned so far. I think I need to start planning my life a little bit farther in advance.

Nothing new, just hanging around my wife's parent's house. We came here for the weekend, but I drove to New Orleans last night for an SG event at Coyote Ugly. It was kind of too crowded for me, but it was still kind of fun hanging out.

I hadn't seen Tiffini before. I don't pay much attention to the sets anymore, but she's hot and has a great new set.

I had a bit of a scare earlier this week. Last week, I noticed some bumps around my junk that I thought were from shaving, then this week I noticed a bit of a weird redness on a different spot. I went to the doctor and the guy that checked me out is obviously a new doctor that was new to the doctor's office, maybe he was in training or whatever doctors do. I've had testicular cancer and I'm naked on the internet, so I wasn't uncomfortable at all. I didn't even notice that the blinds were open, until he quickly got up to close them. He kind of looked at the bumps, then said something about going to get the other doctor to take a look, because he wasn't sure. He seemed kind of uncomfortable or nervous... it was kind of funny. He brought the other doctor in, who was a much older guy. I think I may have seen this doctor when I was a young teen. He was cool about, acted like it was any other body part. He used a magnifying glass and talked to me about the bumps, while my pants were down, occasionally inspecting the bumps again. Then he said the redness isn't related, he gets the same thing from jogging and sweating a lot. He seemed very positive and I was relieved. I didn't know where I could have gotten anything from. I've never had an STD and I don't want to start now... that's why I'm married, right?


In other news, I've been looking for a job. I was feeling kind of desperate and applied at Applebee's. They wouldn't hire because of my limited availability. The funny thing is, I didn't want to work there until they told me I couldn't. I really don't care, but I need the money. I'm also trying for a "laborer" with the parish. It doesn't pay as much as it should, but it's the kind of work I feel like doing right now. It would mostly be doing work outside, probably mostly grass cutting, which I find kind of relaxing in a way, especially if I can listen to music during. I could probably do that all day.

Also, check out urblueygrl's blog, somebody said I was handsome in one of the pictures.

Other than yesterday, the last time I threw up was near the end of 2006, outside the Kopa Room after drinking too much of everything, especially if it was cheap. I've been feeling awful. I'm feeling a lot better than I was yesterday, but still awful. I'm so hungry, but I don't want to eat anything... maybe I'll have an apple.

That's all. I have nothing interesting to say.