Posts Tagged ‘Let’s Blow Shit Up’

That was quite possibly the most awesome thing someone has ever said to me on Pride Weekend.

This is the weekend in which we do Pride, in memory of the Stonewall Riots and a time when you had to hide who you are in order to live in peace.

As we party and play, parade and celebrate, let’s take a moment to remember that everyone has the right to life, liberty and happiness. Everyone, BAR NONE.

Happy Pride, y’all.

I have been using the new dialysate for about a week, and I cannot believe how much better I feel. Maybe I should have paid more attention in chemistry class. Oh, who am I kidding? I never even passed biology. I was too busy reading novels in the back of the class. Although I found the genetics part quite interesting. But you could not pay me to dissect anything more alive than a cupcake, dude.

My new-not-dead upstairs neighbors either have small running children or they play basketball in their apartment, and I know it’s probably not basketball because the floor is pretty much wall to wall carpet. Bastards.

I spent most of today (Tuesday) thinking it was tomorrow (Wednesday). The fuck with that? I even took the wrong day’s worth of pills, but since it’s the same pills every day, no harm, no foul.

Also, this saved my ass for Father’s Day this year. Ass savings aplenty.

Now that you are updated, I have to go watch Cupcake Barbie get her ass kicked.

So the surgery seems to have gone well, and I am home and lying on the couch and it has taken me many minutes and a bunch of do overs to type this sentence.
They had to give me a bunch of drugs and I am still a little loopy and also really thirsty and glad I have Coke Zero because it’s really yummy.
I think I should go nap before I type something I may regret. Just the idea of that is intriguing, isn’t it? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

For some reason today turned out to be Furniture Rearrangement Day, and I spent all day moving shit around my living room and vacuuming the newly exposed bits of carpet.

And now I am exhausted. No, really, super tired and I would love to go to bed but it’s only 4 PM and somehow that just seems…wrong.

So I ate something and I’m posting and I dunno, maybe I’ll take a fucking shower. I’m just killing time until a reasonable hour for me to go to bed. I’m thinking that if I take my meds at 5 then I’ll be asleep by 6.

6 is reasonable, right?

PS I know you guys listen, I’m just having a bad day physically and it is making me cranky. Er. CRANKIER.