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Helluva Mango Drink

I refuse to use the scooters at grocery stores, instead preferring to hobble about huffing and puffing with my cane or holding on to the cart. I can still walk a little, it just takes a lot out of me.

I use a handicapped bus service here in Louisville, 'TARC 3', to get to my Dr.s appointments and back. It costs $3...
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thebeliever:
So, you love lamp? Or at least have a healthy, mutually respectful relationship with said lamp? [Starts to look at lamp in corner.]surreal
drocculari:
Good luck to you too. It looks like you're ahead of the curve on your word count.
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Classic


I have settled into a routine throughout the week. My body cooperates. Most of the time.

The past year has made a lot of differences in when I'm tired, how and when I sleep, and when my brain and body are more and least active.

When I first wake up in the morning (which can be anywhere from 7 am to 11 o' clock),...
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lillithvain:
I just stopped by to say 'Hi' and remember why I liked coming to your blog so much. I haven't had the time to really go and peruse my friends pages lately and blogs like yours make me sad I can't. You are such a great writer. Are you doing the Nano this year as well?

Last year I completed it but didn't upload my manuscript right or something so it says I have the whole word count but I never got the completion certificate. frown Oh well, this year I'm going to try again.
lillithvain:
It's me again Margret.
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Thirty-Five


I'm in a new apartment now, splitting the place with Brian & Katie. It's really nice, a drastic move up from the shithole I was living in for the past few years, sleeping on a couch and wondering if I was ever going to get out of that little box. The new place is frickin' huge. It's going to take me a while to...
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thebeliever:
You should write down the emo-horror-story you envisioned, both for your own entertainment, and for a reality-check/reminder of the b.s. we can make up in our heads as compared to actual life. smile
_smurfzilla_:
Im sure you'll do fine. Youve got more common sense and brains than most people I come in contact with. Youve got good friends and people in general like you. Itll get you farther than you think. ^_^
I just hope all your stuff gets sorted out soon because when you write about it you make it sound like everything you go through isnt a big deal sometimes, but jeezus, i know i couldnt manage half the shit you do with the grace that you do. youre a tough cookie.
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Not The Man

After I got topped off with my usual one unit of B-negative, screened for antibodies (I get less complex liquids at Starbucks), I hobbled down to the cafeteria, as I am wont to do because I'm usually starving after the transfusion. I was in pretty good spirits as I ate, as I got some weird compliments earlier. When I had gotten to...
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Ebbs and Flows


I still don't know a whole lot about what's going on with my blood. I have a half-finished blog entry from two months ago that I had outlined and was all set to fill in with detail once my doctor got the test results back from the last batch they took. Something about antibodies, and how they were keeping the procrit shots...
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Spiders Inside Me


(I was looking through my old files tonight in between attempting to draw something, and came across an old Dream Diary from 2007. I've lost a ton of my older writings, actually, and what I do have is scattered fragments. I've had frequent nightmares since my mother died in 2001, long before my recent health crash)




04/24/07-


Spiders Inside Me


This morning...
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_smurfzilla_:
creepy. >_<
maybe you should write scripts for horror movies?
thebeliever:
Whatever you do, I'd avoid watching Cronenberg films for awhile. And absolutely no William Burroughs novels for you, young man!
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Answers and Blatant Lies

"Yeah, well you never write me either, ya jerk." <- my answer to people 'just cleaning out their facebook friends lists', who also never talk to those people either.

"My sense of self-importance is MUCH BIGGER THAN YOURS." <- my answer to anything that person says after my first answer.

"How come you never asked me out?" "I didn't even know...
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My First Girlfriend

My father was a cattle farmer, so both before and after my parents divorce, I spent a lot of weekends being let loose to run about at a stockyard. The purpose was get out of my fathers' hair while he was wheeling and dealing in bovine futures.

These trips would follow a pattern every weekend. My father would come over to the...
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thebeliever:
Something delightfully absurd about a horse staring down a bacon sandwich... It's so odd, it can only be real life.
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