Santa Clause, are you real? Because if you are I don't want any toys. I just want my life back, thanks.
I am so glad that I did not have to wait another week and a half to hear that I have a mystery going on inside of me. Yeah, my doctors haven't seen it go this way. There was no "lights out" nor was there a big freakin' neon "Eat At Joe's" sign in my chest, either. Instead all we got was some funky mood lighting. My cells are having an identity crisis. Well, this is a fine fucking time for a moratorium!
I will post details in the next day or two. I am too tired to recite it all at the moment. Thanks for showing your support. Gad, it makes me feel like a fink to have to keep posting stuff like this, even if it is about my own life. You guys need good news just as much as I do.
I'm going to over there in the corner chillin', k?
4 years ago