himadhaman

So i didn't get that place i wanted, but we found one in the same area that i think we have a much better chance of getting. should find out in the next day or two, so fingers crossed. Only problem is they want a quick move-in, and thats gonna make next week, already hectic enough in preperation of the following week's trip to italy,...
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I have found the apartment i want to move into. If i have to sell my firstborn to the landlord to haves it, i will. My compatriot took a video while i wandered around. its not what you'd call well filmed, but you get the idea.



in other news, i actually got five whole minutes worth of work done today, a feat accomplished only by...
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why is rearranging furniture so fucking satisfying?

If further occurs to me that the previous post really doesn't tell you anything except that i'm not dead, which is well and good, but perhaps i could be a little better at this.

My life, in the few months i've had it back since finishing chemo, has divided itself into three uneven sections. The first is work, which remains entertaining and challenging and frustrating,...
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it occurs to me to post.

i'm two, almost three months past chemo, and i have to say the months of recovery have gone much faster than those of treatment. it was, unsurprisingly, fucking miserable, but i'm done and it feel good to have hair again.

my only regret is that my relationship did not survive the chemo, which i hadn't honestly expected. oh well.

chemo, i have to say, sucks a little bit, but at least the nausea isn't constant.

Face the facts. Then act on them. It's the only mantra I know, the only doctrine I have to offer you, and it's harder than you'd think, because I swear humans seem hardwired to do anything but. Face the facts. Don't pray, don't wish, don't buy into centuries-old dogma and dead rhetoric. Don't give in to your conditioning or your visions or your fucked-up sense...
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there was a time, a few years ago, when watching Moulin Rouge put me in a pretty fucked up mood.

I watched it tonight, and it did nothing.

i wonder what sort of movement this is? forwards? backwards? it feels like icewater.

tattoo is healing up nicely.

my mood is not.