Lame.
Man I haven't been to LJworld in forever! What's up! So much to say ... I've moving into my friend's house with my girlfriend this Sunday (in Santa Cruz still). I've had tendonitis since September of last year and have been going to physical therapy every since. I was told today from my Orthopaedist that it's likely I'll need to have surgery to improve my condition.
My two Russian Siamese/Mink rats (Boris and Vlad) died a month ago. Vlad, the more outgoing of the two, was laying still one day, with maybe a broken back - I dunno, he just died slowly in my hands. It was pretty shitty.
Next day I find Boris in pretty much the same condition, but there's all these little bugs crawling all over him. I dunno what killed him first..
My last rat, whom my Dad was taking care of in Los Angeles, Damien, passed away as well. That awesome motherfucker was trained to shit on toilet paper and ran around the house like a cat! He also weighed well over two pounds and probably had a heart attack while he was eating food. No joke, but at least he died doing what he loved best. Eating. ;)
I can't wait to move to this new place this coming Sunday! Finally I can receive phone calls again (I can't get any reception at this apartment)! And I can have a dog!
I'm much too inebriated to keep a solid train of thought, so I'll end my post here. Oh, shit. Pics.
Um, damn, forgot to upload them. Here: go to my club's website -> http://www.clubdefiance.com click on the photo/gallery tab and just go through the photos ;)
Hope you're all well and had a good new year. It's going to take me a while to catch up with everyone, so just remember again that no, I don't know at all how you've been doing since I just fell back onto planet earth. Peace.
My two Russian Siamese/Mink rats (Boris and Vlad) died a month ago. Vlad, the more outgoing of the two, was laying still one day, with maybe a broken back - I dunno, he just died slowly in my hands. It was pretty shitty.
Next day I find Boris in pretty much the same condition, but there's all these little bugs crawling all over him. I dunno what killed him first..
My last rat, whom my Dad was taking care of in Los Angeles, Damien, passed away as well. That awesome motherfucker was trained to shit on toilet paper and ran around the house like a cat! He also weighed well over two pounds and probably had a heart attack while he was eating food. No joke, but at least he died doing what he loved best. Eating. ;)
I can't wait to move to this new place this coming Sunday! Finally I can receive phone calls again (I can't get any reception at this apartment)! And I can have a dog!
I'm much too inebriated to keep a solid train of thought, so I'll end my post here. Oh, shit. Pics.
Um, damn, forgot to upload them. Here: go to my club's website -> http://www.clubdefiance.com click on the photo/gallery tab and just go through the photos ;)
Hope you're all well and had a good new year. It's going to take me a while to catch up with everyone, so just remember again that no, I don't know at all how you've been doing since I just fell back onto planet earth. Peace.