Why is it the one time I am optimistic about something... it actually DOES turn out to be the worst case scenario.
BAH! Ball sack. SCROTUM! Heeeeee.

 Something I found out today.... there is no way to have your buttocks poked prodded and stabbed in a dignified manner.
Dignity? Bam. Defenestrated.
.... most embarrassing (hee) illness ever.

And my mother needs to learn to exaggerate less. Or stop overreacting. Or something of that nature. Cos relatives keep calling thinking that I am dying.

 Sitting down hurts.

What the hell is wrong with my shoulder. I cannot rotate it properly. Crap ( Read more... )

I just wrote a letter to my dead grandfather.
Weird, eh?
His burial is tomorrow.
That's roughly 6 months after his death.

Mom told me Cammie was writing a letter to toss into the grave for our dearly departed grandfather. I thought it a wee bit strange but decided I too would write a letter to the Great Beyond.
Something that surprised me: I wrote for ( Read more... )

Went to the game last night. It was pretty neat seeing so many people out there cheering for the team. I'm not much of a football fan but it was pretty cool. Left at half time because I was feeling absolutely wretched and knew I still had to drive home ( Read more... )

 Dose got upgrated. Hopefully this'll do something.

 Finally, and erg test that went well ( Read more... )

 So it's been.... three weeks ( Read more... )

Brief this shall be ( Read more... )