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*waves hello*
Hi everyone...
I'm working now, since there's been a (possibly permanent) delay in my treatment. I work for the local chapter of Carpenters, and it's fairly interesting. The pay is great, the hours not too bad and the aggravation almost non-existent.
I have tons of energy lately, most likely due to being OFF the treatment. It's been about eight months since I completed the last unsuccessful regimen, and since I decided to live as much as possible despite the fookin' disease I've been trying to ignore it as much as possible. I've made lifestyle changes, cemented my relationship with Ben and started to make friends again.
I'm not going to act like I'm dying, I don't care how many times I've gone through treatment.
YOu know what bothers me more than the Hep-C? My car. Yeah, you read it right. I made the mistake of taking it to a friend's mechanic - someone she'd had sex with. For the record I'd like to say I don't care HOW many times you f*cked him, he's STILL a lousy mechanic! I've taken my beautiful car to him SIX TIMES in the past few weeks and it's still falling apart.
Very frustrating!
Within the next two weeks I plan on having the bridge of my nose pierced so I can move on toward obtaining pierced glasses - a lovely invention by the esteemed James Sooy. As soon as the piercing is done Mr Sooy will send me the hardware and a custom barbell. I'll let you guys know how it works out!
It's late and I'm pretty wiped. More later.
Hi everyone...
I'm working now, since there's been a (possibly permanent) delay in my treatment. I work for the local chapter of Carpenters, and it's fairly interesting. The pay is great, the hours not too bad and the aggravation almost non-existent.
I have tons of energy lately, most likely due to being OFF the treatment. It's been about eight months since I completed the last unsuccessful regimen, and since I decided to live as much as possible despite the fookin' disease I've been trying to ignore it as much as possible. I've made lifestyle changes, cemented my relationship with Ben and started to make friends again.
I'm not going to act like I'm dying, I don't care how many times I've gone through treatment.
YOu know what bothers me more than the Hep-C? My car. Yeah, you read it right. I made the mistake of taking it to a friend's mechanic - someone she'd had sex with. For the record I'd like to say I don't care HOW many times you f*cked him, he's STILL a lousy mechanic! I've taken my beautiful car to him SIX TIMES in the past few weeks and it's still falling apart.
Very frustrating!
Within the next two weeks I plan on having the bridge of my nose pierced so I can move on toward obtaining pierced glasses - a lovely invention by the esteemed James Sooy. As soon as the piercing is done Mr Sooy will send me the hardware and a custom barbell. I'll let you guys know how it works out!
It's late and I'm pretty wiped. More later.