No... Not dead...
So yeah, felt like I needed to post something.
It's been crazy and I have missed you all... Sadly, I don't think I will ever truely catch up, so sorry to all of you who had important things happen within the last month. I love you all!
I don't even know where to begin with any of the shit that has happened to me within the last few weeks... But know this, if it weren't for the following people, I probably would be insane: Ryan Stiles, Colin Mochrie, Greg Proops, Diedrich Bader, Drew Carey, Tim Gunn, and Jake Weber.
Bravo to them, they have made me so fucking happy, it's ridiculous. Especially the Whose Line/Drew Carey crew. I had forgotten how much I love improv and how much I love The Drew Carey Show. Don't care what anyone says, along with The Nanny, the DCS is the most amazing sitcom EVER!
Just a few things that happened my first 3 days of being back at school, not too mention I was severely sick at the time, that destroyed my summer-happiness:
1. My truck, Demon, died... Transmission is broken and I don't have the money to fix him. He is finally gone and my HUGE refund check is going to getting a newer used car that I won't have to spend at least 2000 in fixing in hopes of lasting another year.
I feel like I have lost a best friend... Or worse, a limb. Everyday I walk by his hulk that is now sitting in the apartment parking lot and I want to cry. I miss Demon so fucking much... I had no idea loosing a car, let alone my first car, could mean so much!
2. My great-aunt has terminal cancer, which I found out my first day of classes. My roomates will kill me when they read this but I just don't have the energy to talk about it outloud with anyone. Travis and Nick know, but they actually know here and should know... But that almost broke me saying it out loud.
It's terminal like I said, but there was hope of extending her 6 months/1 year prognosis to 3 years with the use of chemo and/or radiation. That isn't a possibilty anymore since she had a bad reaction to both... Which in a way I am glad. She's 83 and has lived an amazing life. At the moment, she not in any pain and is feeling good, and considering that the cancer has spread to every organ except the brain, I don't see how much worse it could get. But with chemo/radiation she would live the last of life sick and weak, and I would HATE that.
She still going to have a surgery to remove what they can but like I said, it's terminal...
Fuck, I am so close to her... And what's worse, I have seen her in almost two years because of scool and work. Our schedules never meshed well and now I don't even have a car... Wich Nick was with me - she hold me and would most likely drive me down to Houston without any questions asked.
There's a bunch of other stuff going on but these are the major things and what has been keeping me away from my internet family. Love you all.
And a special thanks goes to three people:
1. georgiesmith , who sent some really wonderful things to me last week. I got them on what is officially called the Day of Hell on our apartment calendar and it made me smile.
2. codenamepolaris , who is my 'one true love'. Thanks for just being there and knowing when I needed you. You never asked me what was wrong and never pushed for me to tell you. Just let me know you were there when ever I would need you. And I am so glad that you are happy and know that you are beautiful.
3. And finally to Josh, who won't read this, but the man is the real reason I'm still functioning. He was self-less during the Day of Hell and made that night into something that I could enjoy. I have never enjoyed wandering around Wal-mart as much as I did that night and I loved that we spent 30 minutes in the toy section. And Scarlett makes me free. Makes me forget. Thank you, Josh.
Now my roomies know why I have been overdosing on improv and comedies.
ETA: The song that I posted this with is extremely fitting for my mood and funny enough has been my theme song as of late.
It's been crazy and I have missed you all... Sadly, I don't think I will ever truely catch up, so sorry to all of you who had important things happen within the last month. I love you all!
I don't even know where to begin with any of the shit that has happened to me within the last few weeks... But know this, if it weren't for the following people, I probably would be insane: Ryan Stiles, Colin Mochrie, Greg Proops, Diedrich Bader, Drew Carey, Tim Gunn, and Jake Weber.
Bravo to them, they have made me so fucking happy, it's ridiculous. Especially the Whose Line/Drew Carey crew. I had forgotten how much I love improv and how much I love The Drew Carey Show. Don't care what anyone says, along with The Nanny, the DCS is the most amazing sitcom EVER!
Just a few things that happened my first 3 days of being back at school, not too mention I was severely sick at the time, that destroyed my summer-happiness:
1. My truck, Demon, died... Transmission is broken and I don't have the money to fix him. He is finally gone and my HUGE refund check is going to getting a newer used car that I won't have to spend at least 2000 in fixing in hopes of lasting another year.
I feel like I have lost a best friend... Or worse, a limb. Everyday I walk by his hulk that is now sitting in the apartment parking lot and I want to cry. I miss Demon so fucking much... I had no idea loosing a car, let alone my first car, could mean so much!
2. My great-aunt has terminal cancer, which I found out my first day of classes. My roomates will kill me when they read this but I just don't have the energy to talk about it outloud with anyone. Travis and Nick know, but they actually know here and should know... But that almost broke me saying it out loud.
It's terminal like I said, but there was hope of extending her 6 months/1 year prognosis to 3 years with the use of chemo and/or radiation. That isn't a possibilty anymore since she had a bad reaction to both... Which in a way I am glad. She's 83 and has lived an amazing life. At the moment, she not in any pain and is feeling good, and considering that the cancer has spread to every organ except the brain, I don't see how much worse it could get. But with chemo/radiation she would live the last of life sick and weak, and I would HATE that.
She still going to have a surgery to remove what they can but like I said, it's terminal...
Fuck, I am so close to her... And what's worse, I have seen her in almost two years because of scool and work. Our schedules never meshed well and now I don't even have a car... Wich Nick was with me - she hold me and would most likely drive me down to Houston without any questions asked.
There's a bunch of other stuff going on but these are the major things and what has been keeping me away from my internet family. Love you all.
And a special thanks goes to three people:
1. georgiesmith , who sent some really wonderful things to me last week. I got them on what is officially called the Day of Hell on our apartment calendar and it made me smile.
2. codenamepolaris , who is my 'one true love'. Thanks for just being there and knowing when I needed you. You never asked me what was wrong and never pushed for me to tell you. Just let me know you were there when ever I would need you. And I am so glad that you are happy and know that you are beautiful.
3. And finally to Josh, who won't read this, but the man is the real reason I'm still functioning. He was self-less during the Day of Hell and made that night into something that I could enjoy. I have never enjoyed wandering around Wal-mart as much as I did that night and I loved that we spent 30 minutes in the toy section. And Scarlett makes me free. Makes me forget. Thank you, Josh.
Now my roomies know why I have been overdosing on improv and comedies.
ETA: The song that I posted this with is extremely fitting for my mood and funny enough has been my theme song as of late.