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hi.
yeah, i'm alive. blah blah blah, no, i'm not dead, etc., sorry for not contacting anyone who is gonna bitch at me, blah blah blah.
long story short:
a. last year, had blood clot. then infarction in right lung. lost most of it.
b. 3 1/2 weeks ago, came into contact with cold virus.
3. virus mutated, ended up with viral bronchitis. look it up at web md.
4. went to doctor. found out i also had sinusitis, a stomach virus, and general flu-like symptoms (muscle pain, weakness, fatigue, fever) and my favorite, constant recurring headaches that wanted to make me rip my face off.
c. slept for 2 weeks straight. not joking.
6. third week, felt better, stomach bug won't go away. spend days rolling around in bed convulsing and trying not to throw up.
d. finally feel ok. go out in city to get new nin dvd and korn unplugged. buy them. end up being okay after all, aside from a little getting used to it.
the end.
my doctor told me i'd have it for about 3-4 weeks, so she was right.
god, what a horrid illness. that sucked.
anyway, it prompted me to decide to quit smoking. so starting this weekend, i quit. yes, it's for me, it's for my health, it's for my music, it's for michelle. it's for my future. it's for a lot.
anyway, so, i'm back. don't bombard me all at once, please. i do appreciate the worry, though. from all of...no one, except kristen. well, i always loved her anyway. so thank you for worrying, dear. i do appreciate it.
i'm going to manhattan tomorrow with michelle. we're gonna go spend money or something, i don't know. but it should be fun as hell, we've been waiting to go up there forever and now we finally get good weather! this'll be a blast. and i get to give her the horribly delayed valentine's day gift i got for her that my illness got in the way of. i'm hoping she likes it - it cost me a fucking LOT of money and i hope it doesn't just end up thought of as another gift.
i mean, i've never had a real, real valentine's day that mattered, you know? this one does.
so.
my back hurts so much. god.
well, it's good to see you all again.
i may update www.palecurve.com tonight. with a new song. or a clip of one. or some new stuff.
....there's new music.
....you'll see.
the ep and the lp...i threw them out, like most of you know.
and now, the stuff that makes them up...
is noisy, and loud, and sometimes it's not, because it's only drums and noise and a guitar, or a piano, and sometimes it's a whole chorus of noise, and sometimes it's groovy and sometimes it's fast and hard and sometimes it rocks and sometimes it makes me want to cry or yell or scream or punch someone in the face - and at the moment, GOD do i have someone i'd love to punch.
anyway, if you want comparisons, go listen to machines of loving grace's "gilt", nitzer ebb's "ebbhead", depeche mode's "some great reward", the cure's "disintegration", pop will eat itself, anything by coil, or autechre, or squarepusher. i dunno.
...wait.
www.palecurve.com.
bye.
yeah, i'm alive. blah blah blah, no, i'm not dead, etc., sorry for not contacting anyone who is gonna bitch at me, blah blah blah.
long story short:
a. last year, had blood clot. then infarction in right lung. lost most of it.
b. 3 1/2 weeks ago, came into contact with cold virus.
3. virus mutated, ended up with viral bronchitis. look it up at web md.
4. went to doctor. found out i also had sinusitis, a stomach virus, and general flu-like symptoms (muscle pain, weakness, fatigue, fever) and my favorite, constant recurring headaches that wanted to make me rip my face off.
c. slept for 2 weeks straight. not joking.
6. third week, felt better, stomach bug won't go away. spend days rolling around in bed convulsing and trying not to throw up.
d. finally feel ok. go out in city to get new nin dvd and korn unplugged. buy them. end up being okay after all, aside from a little getting used to it.
the end.
my doctor told me i'd have it for about 3-4 weeks, so she was right.
god, what a horrid illness. that sucked.
anyway, it prompted me to decide to quit smoking. so starting this weekend, i quit. yes, it's for me, it's for my health, it's for my music, it's for michelle. it's for my future. it's for a lot.
anyway, so, i'm back. don't bombard me all at once, please. i do appreciate the worry, though. from all of...no one, except kristen. well, i always loved her anyway. so thank you for worrying, dear. i do appreciate it.
i'm going to manhattan tomorrow with michelle. we're gonna go spend money or something, i don't know. but it should be fun as hell, we've been waiting to go up there forever and now we finally get good weather! this'll be a blast. and i get to give her the horribly delayed valentine's day gift i got for her that my illness got in the way of. i'm hoping she likes it - it cost me a fucking LOT of money and i hope it doesn't just end up thought of as another gift.
i mean, i've never had a real, real valentine's day that mattered, you know? this one does.
so.
my back hurts so much. god.
well, it's good to see you all again.
i may update www.palecurve.com tonight. with a new song. or a clip of one. or some new stuff.
....there's new music.
....you'll see.
the ep and the lp...i threw them out, like most of you know.
and now, the stuff that makes them up...
is noisy, and loud, and sometimes it's not, because it's only drums and noise and a guitar, or a piano, and sometimes it's a whole chorus of noise, and sometimes it's groovy and sometimes it's fast and hard and sometimes it rocks and sometimes it makes me want to cry or yell or scream or punch someone in the face - and at the moment, GOD do i have someone i'd love to punch.
anyway, if you want comparisons, go listen to machines of loving grace's "gilt", nitzer ebb's "ebbhead", depeche mode's "some great reward", the cure's "disintegration", pop will eat itself, anything by coil, or autechre, or squarepusher. i dunno.
...wait.
www.palecurve.com.
bye.