chalk sponge aka kwitcherbitchin
so. upper respitory infection. awesome! uhhhhhhhh sike.
the dr. gave me ciproqwiukdsfnertrt [or whatever it's called] and tylenol 3. cipro is what they give you for anthrax and tylenol 3 is the stuff with codeine. woo hoo. the rainbow harlequin walls at my job sure are fun with codeine. it's so rad to be back at work and off the couch. and my boogers are awesome, lots of blood, brown stuff and white stuff. no greens.big chunks in a viscous goo of varying opacity. i just want to know if the upper respitory area is filled with this stuff becasue if it is that's nuts-walking around with a stash of nasty boogers.
but both these druqs are apparently dehydrating as per the inserts on both of them. my insides feel like a sponge made of chalk. i can't drink enough water. i tend to drink a shit-ton of water anyway, but when i have to drink a shit-ton, i get all weirded out like some horrible disease has attacked my insides and being thirsty is a sign of said horrible disease. geez i need to chill. i'm taking crazy medicines and they turn me into chalk sponges.
but when the nurse weighed me, i have lost 20 lbs since the beginning of my "i'm gonna get my shit straight and switch up my lifestyle as i want to be healthy and weigh less and i don't want to be on a diet for the rest of my life" program. tight. i'm pretty much of the opinion that scales have no correlation to what's really going on with your body, but it's a nice general marker once in a while. i go by clothing fit and size.
and of course as it's cold, i mean COLD, the radiators are on, i mean ON. it's like 90ºF in my apartment. I sleep wth the bedroom window wide open. but geez, it's so dry. heh at least my hair looks good with zero moisture in the air.
i really need to get control of my lungs so i can: 1.go out, 2.bicycle, 3.swim, 4.dance nonstop for hours, 5.go to more polluted cities such as the nyc and not get sick. it has been noted by my godmother that i had a serious infection and hospitalisation at 1 day old because my [hippie] parents cut my umbilical cord with not sterile scissors and that my lungs have had issues since. that's all fine but what do i do. well shit. i'm starting with dust extermination in my apartment. i love love love my dustbuster. the name brand is called the scorpion. how metal.it has a wee flat nozzle that flips down and sucks up dust and detritus from in between floorboards! or as i did yesterday, the inside of my computer. it's so satisfying popping open the computer and cleaning all that dust out. how does it get in. and the cat hair!
and now for something for completely different.
omfg omfg omfg. playmobil makes a CRYSTAL PRISON. it's a jagged clearish cool-toned rock with a gold filigree door. shit is off the hook.
swappity is on saturday. i've already cleared out a bunch of cds, makeup, hair product, clothing i don't want, craft clothing i don't want, shoes, drafting rulers. gotta go through the studio, the records, my clothing still. i made cranberry brownies. amazing yet so simple. brownies with cranberries added. and dark chocolate fudge vegan cupcakes with creem cheez and lemon icing and blue and green sprinkles.
i have to:
go to bed
get a 2nd/other job
get real paid
but tim's car off him
oh wait i meant buy a mini cooper station wagon that comes out soon
renew my passport
be at optimo for their nyc or philadelphia dates this year
not miss so many bands during tour season this spring
get my DJing crap in order
get my etsy crap in order
get my fine arts crap in order
drop off the slides at ada
get off my ass
stop being chickenshit with people i would like to date
go hang out with my dad asap
mail those coats to my dad
rejoice when i get the virginia museum grant. cuz i'm totally getting it right. right?
tomorrow i have to:
clean for da party
finish going through stuff to see what else needs to go away
rest
rest
rest
be at plan 9 at 7 for kimya dawson instore
be at art opening at after that for free dinner. yeah i said it. free cheese bitches.
wash some clothes out in the sink. fuck a laundromat.
the dr. gave me ciproqwiukdsfnertrt [or whatever it's called] and tylenol 3. cipro is what they give you for anthrax and tylenol 3 is the stuff with codeine. woo hoo. the rainbow harlequin walls at my job sure are fun with codeine. it's so rad to be back at work and off the couch. and my boogers are awesome, lots of blood, brown stuff and white stuff. no greens.big chunks in a viscous goo of varying opacity. i just want to know if the upper respitory area is filled with this stuff becasue if it is that's nuts-walking around with a stash of nasty boogers.
but both these druqs are apparently dehydrating as per the inserts on both of them. my insides feel like a sponge made of chalk. i can't drink enough water. i tend to drink a shit-ton of water anyway, but when i have to drink a shit-ton, i get all weirded out like some horrible disease has attacked my insides and being thirsty is a sign of said horrible disease. geez i need to chill. i'm taking crazy medicines and they turn me into chalk sponges.
but when the nurse weighed me, i have lost 20 lbs since the beginning of my "i'm gonna get my shit straight and switch up my lifestyle as i want to be healthy and weigh less and i don't want to be on a diet for the rest of my life" program. tight. i'm pretty much of the opinion that scales have no correlation to what's really going on with your body, but it's a nice general marker once in a while. i go by clothing fit and size.
and of course as it's cold, i mean COLD, the radiators are on, i mean ON. it's like 90ºF in my apartment. I sleep wth the bedroom window wide open. but geez, it's so dry. heh at least my hair looks good with zero moisture in the air.
i really need to get control of my lungs so i can: 1.go out, 2.bicycle, 3.swim, 4.dance nonstop for hours, 5.go to more polluted cities such as the nyc and not get sick. it has been noted by my godmother that i had a serious infection and hospitalisation at 1 day old because my [hippie] parents cut my umbilical cord with not sterile scissors and that my lungs have had issues since. that's all fine but what do i do. well shit. i'm starting with dust extermination in my apartment. i love love love my dustbuster. the name brand is called the scorpion. how metal.it has a wee flat nozzle that flips down and sucks up dust and detritus from in between floorboards! or as i did yesterday, the inside of my computer. it's so satisfying popping open the computer and cleaning all that dust out. how does it get in. and the cat hair!
and now for something for completely different.
omfg omfg omfg. playmobil makes a CRYSTAL PRISON. it's a jagged clearish cool-toned rock with a gold filigree door. shit is off the hook.
swappity is on saturday. i've already cleared out a bunch of cds, makeup, hair product, clothing i don't want, craft clothing i don't want, shoes, drafting rulers. gotta go through the studio, the records, my clothing still. i made cranberry brownies. amazing yet so simple. brownies with cranberries added. and dark chocolate fudge vegan cupcakes with creem cheez and lemon icing and blue and green sprinkles.
i have to:
go to bed
get a 2nd/other job
get real paid
but tim's car off him
oh wait i meant buy a mini cooper station wagon that comes out soon
renew my passport
be at optimo for their nyc or philadelphia dates this year
not miss so many bands during tour season this spring
get my DJing crap in order
get my etsy crap in order
get my fine arts crap in order
drop off the slides at ada
get off my ass
stop being chickenshit with people i would like to date
go hang out with my dad asap
mail those coats to my dad
rejoice when i get the virginia museum grant. cuz i'm totally getting it right. right?
tomorrow i have to:
clean for da party
finish going through stuff to see what else needs to go away
rest
rest
rest
be at plan 9 at 7 for kimya dawson instore
be at art opening at after that for free dinner. yeah i said it. free cheese bitches.
wash some clothes out in the sink. fuck a laundromat.