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I came home from the event I had gone to (Kingdom A&S) because there were no barbarians there. I felt incredibly conspicuous, me and my blue/pink/purple hair, and I really need to get some pictures made.... why am I so indecisive?
The wounds are starting to heal, under the bandages of activity and friendship and long sleeping, but when I am alone, I still wonder if the music will ever mean anything again, and whether 'in love' will ever work in my head again.
Sometimes I get the feeling I could write stories, but then I sit quietly for a while and it goes away again.
So, randomness, in hopes of finding something to talk about. My legs are really hairy, and my nails are f'ed up, because I don't have the money to wax and fill-in, and I refuse to shave or take the nails off. I'd rather have the hair, most of the time.
One week until eye surgery. I'm scared, and excited. There is so much to do that I don't know if I can do, like eyedrops four times a day.... I can't remember to take my medicine most of the time, and it's only daily. Having antibiotics 'bid' (that's doctor/nurse talk for twice daily) for a week causes me anxiety. What will I do with months of eyedrops?
And no rubbin' da eyes. No RUBBIN'? Holy schiznit.
And I'll probably end up having to quit smoking, or at least cut back severely. The dehydration would be a severe bitch. Cornea is the thing that has to heal, see, and cornea has no vascularization because it has to be clear. So, all the oxygen and stuff feeding the corneal cells comes from the tears. So, mucho tears needed. No rubbing to stimulate the tear ducts, fake tears from bottles, smoking will suck out loud. N9 house will be seriously off limits... the basement, anyway. I could hardly breathe there last week.
But, by the end of summer, I could be in the water. with my eyes open. Whee! It's worth it, if it works. If it doesn't work, I could be permanently fucked. Ok, not badly permanently fucked, but I could have halos and poor vision and be $2500 poorer for the experience. Some fun adventure.
It's thunderinin.
I started my period. I had lost count. I was surprised. It's about time to start thinking about the gyn appointment. I've only got three months until I'm s'posed to go. :) But first, I have to change my counseling appointment, because I have the kids that day. That's the hard part about life, keeping up with the details. I'm detail-kersmashed.
Paperwork: 1. Get my sister and brother-in-law to sign the title on the car that they sold me so I can transfer it to my former roommate who is now buying it. I hope Minerva (the car) is treating him well.
2. Get with my ex-husband and sign the insurance forms that have to go back to our insurance company.
3. Get the jury duty form filled out and send it in to Dekalb County. (There's no way they're going to pick me, but it would be funny if they did.)
I forget to do paperwork, because all my bills are paid on line now. I need to check on that one credit card payment. Be right back.
$350 to the credit card. Barely makes up for the $280 I had to spend on my car. Someday, I will approximate catching up.
Which reminds me, I am setting up a PayPal account. Anyone who wants to give me money may do so. As soon as I learn HTML I will make really cute little animations that beg for money. :-\ I keep wondering what I can sell. I'm quite entertaining, I'm told, sometimes. But the economy's down, so disposable income is down, so entertainment is a bad industry to be in if you don't happen to be in Hollywood selling a hugely successful movie like Ep. 2 or Harry Potter.
Of course, it is not the 'dig me out of debt' paypal account, it is the 'Buy ScyllaCat a Motorcycle' paypal account. If you each give me a quarter, I'll onlly need another $15,492.25. *mad manic grin* Seriously, though, charity donation is good for the economy as much as any other spending because the money is moving. The current American economy is based on the movement of value and wealth, not the holding/control of it. Check it out.
I must be a grown-up now. $70 for a purse, no. $2,500 for eye surgery, yes. Debt is easier to get than Cash, I'll tell you that much.
The next thing I want to do is learn how to make surveys and quizzes; How much of a Kat-disciple are you? should be one of them. :)
The wounds are starting to heal, under the bandages of activity and friendship and long sleeping, but when I am alone, I still wonder if the music will ever mean anything again, and whether 'in love' will ever work in my head again.
Sometimes I get the feeling I could write stories, but then I sit quietly for a while and it goes away again.
So, randomness, in hopes of finding something to talk about. My legs are really hairy, and my nails are f'ed up, because I don't have the money to wax and fill-in, and I refuse to shave or take the nails off. I'd rather have the hair, most of the time.
One week until eye surgery. I'm scared, and excited. There is so much to do that I don't know if I can do, like eyedrops four times a day.... I can't remember to take my medicine most of the time, and it's only daily. Having antibiotics 'bid' (that's doctor/nurse talk for twice daily) for a week causes me anxiety. What will I do with months of eyedrops?
And no rubbin' da eyes. No RUBBIN'? Holy schiznit.
And I'll probably end up having to quit smoking, or at least cut back severely. The dehydration would be a severe bitch. Cornea is the thing that has to heal, see, and cornea has no vascularization because it has to be clear. So, all the oxygen and stuff feeding the corneal cells comes from the tears. So, mucho tears needed. No rubbing to stimulate the tear ducts, fake tears from bottles, smoking will suck out loud. N9 house will be seriously off limits... the basement, anyway. I could hardly breathe there last week.
But, by the end of summer, I could be in the water. with my eyes open. Whee! It's worth it, if it works. If it doesn't work, I could be permanently fucked. Ok, not badly permanently fucked, but I could have halos and poor vision and be $2500 poorer for the experience. Some fun adventure.
It's thunderinin.
I started my period. I had lost count. I was surprised. It's about time to start thinking about the gyn appointment. I've only got three months until I'm s'posed to go. :) But first, I have to change my counseling appointment, because I have the kids that day. That's the hard part about life, keeping up with the details. I'm detail-kersmashed.
Paperwork: 1. Get my sister and brother-in-law to sign the title on the car that they sold me so I can transfer it to my former roommate who is now buying it. I hope Minerva (the car) is treating him well.
2. Get with my ex-husband and sign the insurance forms that have to go back to our insurance company.
3. Get the jury duty form filled out and send it in to Dekalb County. (There's no way they're going to pick me, but it would be funny if they did.)
I forget to do paperwork, because all my bills are paid on line now. I need to check on that one credit card payment. Be right back.
$350 to the credit card. Barely makes up for the $280 I had to spend on my car. Someday, I will approximate catching up.
Which reminds me, I am setting up a PayPal account. Anyone who wants to give me money may do so. As soon as I learn HTML I will make really cute little animations that beg for money. :-\ I keep wondering what I can sell. I'm quite entertaining, I'm told, sometimes. But the economy's down, so disposable income is down, so entertainment is a bad industry to be in if you don't happen to be in Hollywood selling a hugely successful movie like Ep. 2 or Harry Potter.
Of course, it is not the 'dig me out of debt' paypal account, it is the 'Buy ScyllaCat a Motorcycle' paypal account. If you each give me a quarter, I'll onlly need another $15,492.25. *mad manic grin* Seriously, though, charity donation is good for the economy as much as any other spending because the money is moving. The current American economy is based on the movement of value and wealth, not the holding/control of it. Check it out.
I must be a grown-up now. $70 for a purse, no. $2,500 for eye surgery, yes. Debt is easier to get than Cash, I'll tell you that much.
The next thing I want to do is learn how to make surveys and quizzes; How much of a Kat-disciple are you? should be one of them. :)
