Welcome, one and all, to the incongruent ravings of an inferior mind!
Hey hey guys. I just got back from my follow-up appointment from the dizz-octors. It was pretty sweet, let me tell you. and on the way back me and my mum got some starbucks, so I'm sitting here with my giant mocha cappucino, drinkin it and such. It's a sweet gig, lemme tell you. haha. Dude, I love having this freaking record player. It's just so great, there is a novelty to listening to records that I just love so very much, it just makes it seem so much damn cooler. Also, I found some regular pants I can wear comfortably for a while, so that's cool. Up till now I've been wearing pajama pants, and it makes me feel like a girl. hm... I feel like writing but I don't know what about. Ok I got something; being on bedrest for an extended period of time causes you to strain to find things that might aleve your boredom. So I've begun to read a number of books, I had "Cancer Ward" By Alexander Solzhenitsyn before the surgery, I was about 400 pages into that, and it's about 700 long. But I just stopped reading it, I'm probably gonna have to start over. It's just such a heavy read, it's so serious and the topic is so depressing, you know? Then Tim lent me a Frank Zappa Biography that is as funny as hell, and I got maybe 75-100 pages into that and stopped, and then I was in the bathroom the other day waiting for the water to get warm (I have a weird shower routine) and I picked up this book called "Blood of Amber" By Roger Zelazny. Now, for those of you who don't know, Zelazny was an amazing fantasy and science fiction writer, possibly my favorite writer to do a combination of the two. So, I read the synopsis of the previous book in that particular series (entitled "Trumps of Doom", it has a cool cover, it's got a weird robot guy with a thing on his face. Man it's sweet) and I decided that I wanted to read that! So I read 50 pages of Trumps of Doom that night and the next night I finished it (it's like 200 pages) and then started reading hte next one and got like 40 pages into it. You know what it is, I think my drugs and stuff are making my mind un-focus-ey so I can't read very well. You feel me? Hey so last night me and tim were sitting at my house after Lauren left (by the way, Lauren is ostentatious. I think the next time I see her I'm going to smack her in the face. Either that or I just wanted to use "ostentatious". I don't remember what it means though) and we decided we wanted to go to Boigah King. So we did, but on the way we opted for a trip to blockbuster to see if "manhunt" was in yet. AND IT WAS! So we walked to his house, where he had to call kelly anyway, to get his card; and I hung out with his mum for a while. (I like talking to his mom, she humors me.) And then about half an hour later we went back to blockbuster and got manhunt, and then went to boigah king and got some food and then walked home, where I collapsed entirely exhausted on my couch for a while, and tim started playing Manhunt. Dude, it's every bit as macabre as we hoped. It is so damn gruesome, you've no idea. I think it should have been rated AO, but it somehow only got an M. Then Lauren called me and we talked for like half an hour (shutup Lauren) and then I went back into my room to eat my cold burger (I'm such a martyr) and then me and tim stayed up till like 3, with him playing manhunt and me watching and humping my stuffed dog that lauren sprayed with about seventy gallons of her apple crap. (I call it Crapple for short) and all in all, I'd call it a good day. Welp, I guess I'm done now. Talk to Y'all later.
