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Feb. 4th, 2009


My dad has a blood clot in his right leg (in the calf area). He went to the doctor's office Monday (after having pain and swelling in the area where the clot is for four days). The doctor said that he probably had a blood clot and should go to the hospital. The doctor at the hospital confirmed the blood clot and had him stay overnight for observation and to get set up on his meds. We got to bring him home last night.

So, today is his first day back at home (not that he was gone that long) and he's going to be off work for about the next ten or so days. I'm having to take care of him today. *sigh*

Aug. 28th, 2008


    The Good:
  • Dad finally got the "dermal shots" for his bulging disc/pinched nerve.
  • Dad is "doing well" (according to Mom).
  • Mom & Dad are bringing back McDonald's.
  • I like my Intro to Sociology class.
  • It's Thursday.
  • I have a job interview on September 2.
  • My doctor prescribed some hefty antibiotics (because I've had so many upper respiratory/sinus infections over the course of my life that normal antibiotics don't work).
  • I'm loving novel version of The DaVinci Code way more than the movie (which, despite Tom Hanks not-so-attractive presence, I happen to love).

    The Bad:
  • I have an upper respiratory infection.
  • Today is an "ozone day."
  • I'm sneezing like crazy.
  • And stuffy.
  • And hungry.
  • (And whiney.)

    The Ugly:
  • Actually, there is no ugly (unless you count a serious case of bed-head). I just couldn't resist.

Mar. 30th, 2008

Major League Baseball


Seriously, I love you. But I do not need a loud-speaker, play-by-play description of the baseball game you're watching in the living room.


Your Disgruntled Daughter,


PS No, I do not want come and watch the playback. Sorry.

Dec. 5th, 2007

*dramatic sigh*

Woke up this morning, walked out into the living room and, lo and behold, the cats (or max, our old and senile "miniature" lab) had knocked the Christmas tree down for a third time. I talked to my parents last night about securing it to the wall. Mom vetoed. Dad came up with the idea to suspend it from the ceiling. I think the suspended tree might look nice, but Mom, again, says no. I'm bringing it up with them again tonight, because I'm getting sick of having to pick the damn thing up before I've had my instant breakfast. I'll be all different kinds of ecstatic tomorrow if I wake to a vertical tree.

In other news, I finally withdrew from my classes (today was the last day to do it). Part of me hates the idea of being a college drop-out, but the other part of me is like "DUDE! It was driving you totally, climbing up the walls batshit." Mostly, I agree with voice no. 2. (Not actual voices, mind you, I'm not that crazy...also schizophrenia is a lot more rare than Law and Order would have us believe...) I'm still in the process of finding a job that won't drive me crazy/make me feel like shit.

I'm doing laundry right now (well not, right now right now, but, you know, the washer is going and the dryer just stopped) in order to butter up the parents into agreeing with me on the tree. If I wanted to be more blatant about it, I could make them coffee before they get home.

As an aside, in my house--household, that is--coffee is not just an every-now-and-then or every morning thing; it's an all day, every day thing. Mom and Dad wake up with coffee, they come home and relax with coffee until about, oh, say, 7:00 or 8:00 pm. There's always a pot of coffee going on the weekends. I think I had coffee before all my friends did--I was, I believe, 8. I've been drinking it (and cokes) for a long time. I have a huge tolerance for caffeine. Upside? I can have two or three mochas and not be obnoxiously hyper. Downside? I have to have two of those Starbucks Doubleshot thingies in order to wake me up when I haven't had enough sleep and still need to function.

Dec. 2nd, 2007

General Hospital + Real Life Stuff

"Forgive me for stating the obvious, but I'm standing here talking to a dead woman I can touch."

Nikolas Cassadine, General Hospital

I just caught last Friday's episode of GH on Soapnet. It wasn't what I was expecting.

Cut for spoilers )

In other news, the weather is, once again, shifting in Arkansas. This means I'm either going to get a mini-sinus infection or a full-blown sinus infection. Either, way, I'm going to be miserable for a few days, enjoy one or two days of non-misery, and then, when the weather shifts again, be miserable. I mean, I love my home state--it's really gorgeous most of the time--but I loathe the rapid weather shifts. They wreak havoc on my sinuses.

Also, we have a Christmas tree. I think this is the earliest we've ever had one. Of course, this is the only weekend Dad won't be off attempting to assassinate Bambi at deer camp--until Christmas, that is. And, actually, he was supposed to go this weekend too. But he stuck around to put up the outside lights and get the tree. We haven't decorated the tree yet. We're going to let it sit for a few days (which will probably, actually be a week) and let it do its spreading/expanding while the cats get used to it.
The tree, in its unadorned state )