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SLEEPING IS STUPID AND I DON'T DO IT.
There, now this sounds exactly like my posts did ten years ago. Although by ten years ago I think I mean 14 years ago when I started this thing. Way too long ago. Okay, let's do this shit.
Today I watched another season of Always Sunny in Philadelphia, because why the hell not. And visited my dad and talked to a doctor, because one of them finally felt it pertinent to call me and tell me anything. They're transferring him to Univ of MD Medical Center so they can evaluate him for the possibility of a liver transplant. Because if anyone would use a new liver well it would be him, right? I mean, of course I want him to get better, I'm just conflicted on giving a bipolar lifelong alcoholic a liver that someone else might need. It doesn't sound like any doctor thinks his liver is going to improve at this point. He has a MELD score of 23, which isn't like "give him a liver now" but isn't so good either. He's still yellow and seems to actually be getting more and more confused and mixed up. Half the things he says are nonsense, really. He told me we can eat the red tailed hawk and blue owl he bought for thanksgiving and instead of transferring him to the other hospital they're just going to change his name.
I feel like an angsty teenager. BUT I JUST KEEP GETTING SO MAD. And alternating that with kind of depressed. But I also can't concentrate or focus on anything so that blows at work. At least I'm not in school any more so I can't bomb any classes or anything. Although your parent being sick is pretty much the best excuse, isn't it?
I could do a catch up, huh? Loads of things! Clearly, we had the wedding (more than two years ago) and it went pretty well, although we forgot to buy water for people to drink so everyone finished drinking quicker than intended and we had loads of booze left over. We still have bottles of champagne in a box in our basement. The waffle bar was cool though. And, you know, other stuff. I also forgot to share pictures with anyone ever, but eh. One day guys! What did people do before facebook? How did people see other people's wedding pictures? I made some photo books for our parents at least. Probably it was boring (the wedding) because we refused to have dancing because we don't like it so nobody had anything to do except talk at tables we didn't assign.
Anyhow, what else. I graduated last December, which is fun! It took three years and the last class was a bitch, but I somehow managed a 4.0 so that's cool too. I went up for graduation and that was nice cause there was a department party thing where I actually got to meet some of my classmates and professors. Now I can put MSLS after my name in the no situations where I would ever do that. Guess that's it. Probably done typing, gonna continue bottling it up like a grown up.
There, now this sounds exactly like my posts did ten years ago. Although by ten years ago I think I mean 14 years ago when I started this thing. Way too long ago. Okay, let's do this shit.
Today I watched another season of Always Sunny in Philadelphia, because why the hell not. And visited my dad and talked to a doctor, because one of them finally felt it pertinent to call me and tell me anything. They're transferring him to Univ of MD Medical Center so they can evaluate him for the possibility of a liver transplant. Because if anyone would use a new liver well it would be him, right? I mean, of course I want him to get better, I'm just conflicted on giving a bipolar lifelong alcoholic a liver that someone else might need. It doesn't sound like any doctor thinks his liver is going to improve at this point. He has a MELD score of 23, which isn't like "give him a liver now" but isn't so good either. He's still yellow and seems to actually be getting more and more confused and mixed up. Half the things he says are nonsense, really. He told me we can eat the red tailed hawk and blue owl he bought for thanksgiving and instead of transferring him to the other hospital they're just going to change his name.
I feel like an angsty teenager. BUT I JUST KEEP GETTING SO MAD. And alternating that with kind of depressed. But I also can't concentrate or focus on anything so that blows at work. At least I'm not in school any more so I can't bomb any classes or anything. Although your parent being sick is pretty much the best excuse, isn't it?
I could do a catch up, huh? Loads of things! Clearly, we had the wedding (more than two years ago) and it went pretty well, although we forgot to buy water for people to drink so everyone finished drinking quicker than intended and we had loads of booze left over. We still have bottles of champagne in a box in our basement. The waffle bar was cool though. And, you know, other stuff. I also forgot to share pictures with anyone ever, but eh. One day guys! What did people do before facebook? How did people see other people's wedding pictures? I made some photo books for our parents at least. Probably it was boring (the wedding) because we refused to have dancing because we don't like it so nobody had anything to do except talk at tables we didn't assign.
Anyhow, what else. I graduated last December, which is fun! It took three years and the last class was a bitch, but I somehow managed a 4.0 so that's cool too. I went up for graduation and that was nice cause there was a department party thing where I actually got to meet some of my classmates and professors. Now I can put MSLS after my name in the no situations where I would ever do that. Guess that's it. Probably done typing, gonna continue bottling it up like a grown up.