It's just flaily time, I guess.

The school issue is still goin' strong, by cracky. Ugh. On the plus side, I'm finished with midterms, and quantum dots are cool. *shrug* You take what you can get.

There's an awesome contest going on at Lush right now, and I have a brilliant idea for it. Only problem is, it requires a bubble bar. I used my last bit ( Read more... )

Sony: FFXIII ( Read more... )

My stupid family made me watch stupid American Idol while I was in Reno. Which is also stupid. And now I'm stupidly fond of it. Argh. I didn't watch last week, but I caved this time. I'm definitely an Adam fan. If he doesn't take it, there's no justice in this world... and I totally want the coat he was wearing during Mad World. Badass ( Read more... )

I don't think words can convey how sad and sick this makes me feel. That kid is surrounded by idiots who have filled his head with lies, and now he's going to die. I actually have a physical urge to scream. Damn.

Trebek: Graphite is a soft form of this element.
Jaime and Me: *eyeroll*
First Dude: What is lead?
Jaime: Did he just get that wrong? What did he say?
Me: I think he said lead.
Jaime: Ha!
Second Dude: What is coal?
Me: COAL?!
Jaime: Ahahahaha!
Me: *weeping*

It occurs to me that I never mentioned the NEW plan that the doctors came up with later on Friday. It's a good one. Jaime's responding pretty well to the medicine they've got him on - a combination of Diamox and his old pal Decadron. His double vision's getting better, and the headaches occur only rarely now and are easily controlled with pain ( Read more... )

Why does everyone want to stick things in his brain? Ommaya reservoir? For MORE Depocyt?! FUCK YOU. And a shunt, oh, a shunt, for what's probably a temporary condition and should just be treated with some fluid draining and no surgery that involves his goddamn brain. I wish they would let us know before sending in more random neurologists and ( Read more... )

So Jaime needs blood. Like, pretty bad. And platelets too. He's been having dizzy spells, so Mary drove us to Fawcett and dropped us off. When we got there, though, we found out that they just wanted him there to type and cross and that neither the blood nor platelets will be there until much later today. Jaime tried to call Mary to come and get us ( Read more... )

Aaand we're back. At home. Because his platelets are too low for him to get treatment. Damnation.

I know I just posted, but... but... what the hell?!

Brain... raging...