scc, yeah, you know me....
Hey guys, I'm back and should be back to normal soon. Being bedridden is terrible. I did nothing but sleep, spit up, puke, eat popsicles and hope I don't die. In other words I'm a grouch lately.
It's amazing what a piece of surgical tape and gauze on your nose can do. It makes every passerby turn into bug eyed freak. No, I didn't get a nosejob. That is what I want to scream at everyone as they stare at me all day. That surprised me more than the fact that no one will come near you if you have a medical problem that's obvious, not even to help you. What is wrong with people today. When I look like I'm about to fall over, it's because I likely am. Way to walk real fast.
Anyway. The bleeding has mostly stopped. Just the occassional coughing up of blood, but other than that I'm really starting to feel a lot better. I stopped taking the pain killers because they make me drunk 24 hours a day. Now I have a near full bottle of controlled substance! I might share but then I'll be irresponsible..I will neither bore nor disgust anyone who doesn't want to know the details of the nastiness.
So I checked back up on the Hobbes. No matter what I do I am drawn to the dumbasses that post on there. While I enjoy most people, I'll be the first one to admit I didn't like a lot of the people there, but after a while on there it's hard to really get down and dirty and hate someone unless theyre just a complete ass. Or Sheri.
But that's another story. Back to this one. Unfortunately one of our cohorts (for lack of a better word to describe hobbester relations), Greg, was killed by a drunk driver the other night. I had no idea because the asses on there were treating it like a joke. Writing "poems" and shit. When I found out what happened I was shocked. If I died, I'd want everyone to be happy and joking, but not something like this. I feel terrible for Tiffany (who was the closest to him) for having to read that. People are so insensitive.
Relatedly, Patrick and I were also on the road this weekend. I-35 wasnt too bad, but people on 6 were driving into our lanes and there were barely any cops out to see it. For once I wanted to see more cops. It's Labor Day, come on guys.
Why do people feel the need to drink and drive? It literally gets you nowhere. And if it does get you somewhere, it's in jail and you're tagged with manslaughter. Not to mention the personal agony you'll live with. If you live thru it to begin with. Reminds me of what I read in the paper a while back when a kid was driving drunk and ran into his sister and a carful of her friends, killing them all. Makes me sick to my stomach thinking of what could happen to people I know. Tears me up because everytime I drive somewhere I can't do anything but watch and see if other people are driving right. If you drink, call me or sleep in your truck. Call CARPOOL. Call a friend. They will pick you up and the won't be mad, so don't ever think someone will be bothered by your calling. It's obviously not bothersome because I've noticed Heather and other people offering the exact same thing.
Relatedly again, I urge everyone in Aggieland to attend Silver Taps tonight or at least keep some thoughts open for Greg as well as other fellow Aggies we have lost thoughout the Summer.
Death is always a curiousity of mine, as in I am addicted to cold case shows and unsolved mysteries, etc. So I decided to look up how some of the Aggies died who are being honored at Silver Taps. I must say I was in shock reading these. One person died as he was driving down the road and he opened up the door to his truck to catch a hat as he was driving........WHAT. WHY? Another was running across a busy road at 3 am. And you know a busy road at 3 am is busy with drunks. Especially around here. Then yesterday I saw a girl on a bike waiting to cross the road in the middle of one way traffic moving around her. Cars were stopping, and going, and pausing, and jerking around confused as to whether or not the idiot was going to go or not. Blah, that made me mad and it was hard to watch from the other side.
Ok now that I've ranted about that, gotta go to class. Be careful and not stupid..
It's amazing what a piece of surgical tape and gauze on your nose can do. It makes every passerby turn into bug eyed freak. No, I didn't get a nosejob. That is what I want to scream at everyone as they stare at me all day. That surprised me more than the fact that no one will come near you if you have a medical problem that's obvious, not even to help you. What is wrong with people today. When I look like I'm about to fall over, it's because I likely am. Way to walk real fast.
Anyway. The bleeding has mostly stopped. Just the occassional coughing up of blood, but other than that I'm really starting to feel a lot better. I stopped taking the pain killers because they make me drunk 24 hours a day. Now I have a near full bottle of controlled substance! I might share but then I'll be irresponsible..I will neither bore nor disgust anyone who doesn't want to know the details of the nastiness.
So I checked back up on the Hobbes. No matter what I do I am drawn to the dumbasses that post on there. While I enjoy most people, I'll be the first one to admit I didn't like a lot of the people there, but after a while on there it's hard to really get down and dirty and hate someone unless theyre just a complete ass. Or Sheri.
But that's another story. Back to this one. Unfortunately one of our cohorts (for lack of a better word to describe hobbester relations), Greg, was killed by a drunk driver the other night. I had no idea because the asses on there were treating it like a joke. Writing "poems" and shit. When I found out what happened I was shocked. If I died, I'd want everyone to be happy and joking, but not something like this. I feel terrible for Tiffany (who was the closest to him) for having to read that. People are so insensitive.
Relatedly, Patrick and I were also on the road this weekend. I-35 wasnt too bad, but people on 6 were driving into our lanes and there were barely any cops out to see it. For once I wanted to see more cops. It's Labor Day, come on guys.
Why do people feel the need to drink and drive? It literally gets you nowhere. And if it does get you somewhere, it's in jail and you're tagged with manslaughter. Not to mention the personal agony you'll live with. If you live thru it to begin with. Reminds me of what I read in the paper a while back when a kid was driving drunk and ran into his sister and a carful of her friends, killing them all. Makes me sick to my stomach thinking of what could happen to people I know. Tears me up because everytime I drive somewhere I can't do anything but watch and see if other people are driving right. If you drink, call me or sleep in your truck. Call CARPOOL. Call a friend. They will pick you up and the won't be mad, so don't ever think someone will be bothered by your calling. It's obviously not bothersome because I've noticed Heather and other people offering the exact same thing.
Relatedly again, I urge everyone in Aggieland to attend Silver Taps tonight or at least keep some thoughts open for Greg as well as other fellow Aggies we have lost thoughout the Summer.
Death is always a curiousity of mine, as in I am addicted to cold case shows and unsolved mysteries, etc. So I decided to look up how some of the Aggies died who are being honored at Silver Taps. I must say I was in shock reading these. One person died as he was driving down the road and he opened up the door to his truck to catch a hat as he was driving........WHAT. WHY? Another was running across a busy road at 3 am. And you know a busy road at 3 am is busy with drunks. Especially around here. Then yesterday I saw a girl on a bike waiting to cross the road in the middle of one way traffic moving around her. Cars were stopping, and going, and pausing, and jerking around confused as to whether or not the idiot was going to go or not. Blah, that made me mad and it was hard to watch from the other side.
Ok now that I've ranted about that, gotta go to class. Be careful and not stupid..