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The other night 'Octo, in that awesome dead pan 'Octo way looks at me and says "have you tried not being a mutant?" And he seriously worries that people don't think he's funny. I think he's brilliant.
My appointment with the geneticist to find out more about my defectiveness actually went really well. Hell it was over 2 hours long when does that ever happen? We don't exactly have answers, not in any concrete kind of way. But now we have a direction to go in, which we've been lacking for the last ten years of this mess. Why oh why did none of the other docs ever do genetic testing on me? And why did this one only do it when I insisted on it?
In other news when I asked my 5 year old niece today why the spider she had stepped on deserved to die she said
"because he believed in god, he believes so he dies" and she shrugs...her little brother immediately pipes up with "I punched god" and grins.
- Mood:
drained - Music:Sinead O Connor
I went to this Karaoke bar tonight with a new friend who goes there every week
all were having a good time until the second time I went up to sing
when some crazy meth head walks up and kicks my cane out from underneath me, turns around and laughs then heads for the ladies room
WTF, seriously WTF
well my new friend C follows her into the bathroom to threaten her a little and throw her into a wall before following her outside to "make sure she leaves"
at this point I actually thought, I think I thought it out loud "that's so sweet of C"
I'm mostly fine, it only hurt a little, and I managed to catch my balance and not fall on my ass
though honestly I kind of wish I had fallen on my ass, except for the part where I would have actually been pretty badly injured at that point
but it would have avoided the part where the waitress came over to tell me that meth head chick says I hit her with my cane and she's really upset and she never does shit like that without a reason so I must have hit her with my cane, not that she (the waitress) is calling me a liar (or so she says cuz she so is) but obviously I must have hit the crazy psycho because the psycho says so and why would she lie?
so WTF?!?!?!
I made C walk me to my car because I was afraid of crazy and crazy was afraid of C.
now I'm really tired, and I have a meeting at nine, but I'm kind of a little freaked and too wound up to go to sleep
- Mood:
distressed
I hate packing
I hate cleaning
I hate painting
I hate that my limited mobility makes everything so much harder and take so much longer
and I really really hate that 'octo just got home from the doc who told him that his shoulder that he messed up skiing last weekend is a significant injury, he could have torn ligaments, he could have bone shards, he needs to get into treatment right away, he ABSOLUTELY SHOUDN'T LIFT ANYTHING.
What the fuck are we gonna do?
- Mood:
crappy
I don't do it much anymore because, as I've explained to several people,
there's no point in reading a bad book, and if it's good Ican't put it down until I've finished it. And I have too damn much to do so I just don't pick up a book
before christmas I picked up the first volume of Tanya Huff's Blood Books
and I haven't gone near it
last night, frustrated with the usual insomnia I read the first few chapters
getting up at noon, which is fairly normal between the insomnia induced bed time at around 4 in the morning , and the dpression induced why get up anyway I've done nothing all day but read
realizing it's now 5 o'clock I've at least finished the book, though it is 2 books in one volume so what are the odds I'm not going to start reading book 2 right away?
one of the great things about this book is being able to use the faces cast in Blood Ties when I read it, Kyle Schmid is yummy, and I've ALWAYS been hot for Christina Cox ...
but I haven't finished packing up the christmas crap, I still need to pain most of the house, my GST return for the business is due by of january, and I have yarn to put in the mail
Octo'll be home soon, hmmmm make dinner or read book?
my tooth still hurts,
my back is seriously fucked up and I don't even know why, it was fine yesterday morning and by last night I couldn't stand up
my house is a mess
I have company coming tomorrow afternoon so I have to clean the house
I have to do our taxes and mail them because umm they we due in April
so I should be cleaning the house, or doing the taxes, or sleeping off the pain
but am I doing any of these things?
no, of course I'm not
secure in the knowledge that I will be getting an IPOD for christmas, one way or the other even if it means I get one on boxing week, I have finally stopped looking through the many songs on itunes and am currently putting all my CDs into my itunes. And since I can't sleep anyway I'll probably be doing this for awhile
though it is making me very much aware that I obviously don't listen to music enough because I have no idea what's appened to most of my CDs. Couldn't even tell you which ones are missing just that I know I have WAAAAAAY more music than I can find. It's gotta be somewhere
maybe I'll find it in this whole throwing out all the extra crap in my house kick I keep saying i'm gonna go on
ahh well I just feel like a dork because I don't even have the IPOD yet and I'm busy prepping for it.
course I know at lease one person who'll probably cease to be my friend, not because I'm getting ready for a currently nonexistant IPOD but simply because I am lusting after anything Apple at all.
- Mood:
hungry - Music:let it rain - amanda marshall
yeah yeah I know she does that all the time
but DUDE
she was teaching then a step aerobic routine she'd choreographed to explain a bible verse
sadly I have no idea what verse it was
and I can't remember any of the step routine
but I can still see her entire class of first years in a mirror lined dance studio type workout room aerobicizing the bible.
on another note octo' just got back from the store with Guitar Hero III and is unlocking songs right now
maybe I'll even get to play tonight
- Mood:
blah - Music:GH III
if there is no hope then you don't end up with this crushing pain knowing that yet again things will never ever be okay
shock is good
it's nice to feel hazy and detatched, disconnected from the crushing pain
too bad it wears off so damn fast
I am having a rather blah week
feeling dull and unispired and I've hardly gone near the dyepots or done anything useful. Though I did engage in some retail therapy yesterday buying video games and new controllers and pre-ordering GUITER HERO III which is due out in october and I now have my very very own reserved just for me. I debated getting just the software or getting the whole bundle but since I was in a spendy mood, and I was also pretty sure that the new controllers would be wireless I went the the bundle. How cool is that?
I've been trying for months or possibly even years to convice Octo to call in sick once in awhile because well, he has like 60 sick days saved up, he never takes them, hell when he was REALLY sick this spring he wasted vacation days on sick because he was already on vacation and we were in the neighboring province so it's liek they OWE him 4 vacation days!
So it's rather dissapointing when he calls in sick because he actually is sick, and I think he's giving it to me but I have to be up at 5 am tomorrow for maket :(
okay this was dull and ranty and whiney
sorry
but I will say the HIGHLIGHT of the weekw as having
- Mood:
blah
I've never really been happy witht he one I have, I didn't put a lot of thought into it when I signed up, I didn't know you could change your name and take everything with you but now I know that I can do that so I am tempted. The name I am thinking of is currently available...
I went straight to HOme Depot and bought an air conditioner on thw ay home
I REALLY REALLY hope it fits in the only window that would work
there so shouldn't be a 5 in the a.m. but since there is I definitely shouldn't be getting up for it. But that's what comes of quitting the whole 9-5 straight job to live the glorious life of a fibre artist. (Which I really and truly do love despite the frakking 5 am market mornings.)
It's going to be a great year for the business, got my three really big shows out of the way, each one doing better than the one before and now nothing but markets for 6 weeks.
I am finding the 3 different shows in a weekend more work than I was expecting. Though maybe that's due at least in part to the fact that while the saturday market is completey kicking ass the Firday and Sunday ones aren't paying off yet. But it's still too early in the season to make a judgement on that so I'll hang in there for now.
Today everyone was buying silk noil, which I was planning to dye this week so that's good, and bamboo which I wasn't planning on doing any dyeing of untill next week so we'll have to see about that. Not to mention the lovely younng woman who bought the spindle I'd been using right at the eend of market which meant I spent like half an hour winding off the yarn and got out of there really late. Not complaining mind, anything to add new spinners to the world. I have to buy more soda ash to dye the bamboo, but need more vinegar for the silk so either way I gotta get to the store. Would you believe that Costco was completely out of vinegar on thursday? WTF?!?!?!
I'm not sure why I'm writing in my LJ at 1 am when I was up at 5 this morning and have to be up at seven tomorrow maybe because I wanted to check my email and see if I'd heard back from the artist who's designing my tattoo.
When I got back from my big trade show she had three roughs done for me, that were incredible, one of them being so very close to what's in my head. So now with some feedback and spare time over the weekend she'ss working on getting it even closer to perfect. July 23 baby. Just 15 days to go.
I should have been asleep ages ago, but I just had to suggest some Venture Brothers when Octo and I dropped off
5am boo
Markets yay
Tattoo frakking awesome
Venture Brothers bring it on
oh and did I mention that I'm almost finished knitting this shawl out of some lovely purple and black handdyed yarn?
and am spinning some yak and silk blend to make this shawl and have picked up some lovely natural dark grey costwold roving to spin for this sweater. I'm not sure where I'll find the time for all this but one day it will get done.
- Mood:
exhausted
I'm depressed
I'm tired
I have a headache
I'm hungry
and I REALLY miss gluten
sorry, this whining is annoying even to me. It is probably making you turn off your computer in disgust
I had the best tech I've ever had, usually they make such a big thing aboutt removing all the metal you're wearing, and pointing ouut this big circle on the ground which no metal is supposed to exist inside of. But this tech was fab, she was all no no don't worry about the ankle bracelets, on'e s gold and that's no problem, and we're scanning your head anywhay so they're fine. Wedding ring? it's gold? No worries leave it on too. No nO yoU don't need to put on the stupid and humiliating hospital gown your dress is just fine, don't even worry about taking your bra off, the hooks are plenty far from your head.
All so very different fromt he usual mentality of "that toe ring will kill you and everyone in the buliding if you don't take it off right now"
I was pleasantly surprised and much impressed though I have to say my ring did vibrate oddly during several of the scans.
However I did have to take out all my piercings. I got 6 rings out of my head and on getting home was able to get 3 back in. Here's where the sucky comes in. I go in to a piercer today (my piercer lives in another city so I went and saw the one at the place hwere I'm getting my tattoo next month) she put my daith back in and was able to push the regular old earlobe piercing back through the already healing skin but my second eyebrow ring was toast, less than 24 hours it was out and it had healed up and was gone. But will take a miinimum of a month to be ready to re-do.
WAAAAAHHHHHHHHH:_(
I know int he grand scheme it's rather insignificant, and when I called Octo at work to complain he laughed and accused me of the melodrama but sadness and despair none-the-less
- Mood:
crushed
so after 10 years if sitting on the fence
amberspyglass has inspired me to get off my ass and into a tattoo parlour. Her tattoo is so damn fabulous I stopped in at the place where she had hers done today, spent a half hour chatting with the very charming and heavily tattooed young man at the desk I have actually booked my appointment to get my very first tattoo (the second one is deep into the planning stage in my head I just need to figure out how to describe it to someone with the skills to draw what I can see in my brain).
I have had it translated and confirmed a few times and since i have time before my appointment I can get it checked again just to make sure it's right, but now I have to figure out where I want it.
The biggest problem is that
amberspyglass 's looks so great my brain keeps going back to it, but it would be beyond lame and copycatlike to have a spirally text tatto wrapping around my calf like hers. so I have a month to figure out where I want it.
any ideas?
I'm not set on the font yet but this is it here...
Tá mé láidir agus tá mé ard.
but I'm in a catching up on stuff sort of mood
yesterday I phoned or emailed several friends I haven't talked to in ages
and then this morning I spent an hour reding through some of my much ignored LJ friends page
I know it's most likely rpocrastination because I should be making a doctor's appointment
I have been meaning to for weeks
and then when my mother was here she told me to
and every time she calls (she calls a lot) she asks if I've made the appointmnet yet
I've been having a lot of headaches lately, not sleeping well, dizzy a lot, my hair's falling out and my eyes are deteriorating at what seems to be a faster rate than usual.
As long as I don't go see the doctor then it's because we're not eating well, and I don't know just stuff
As opposed to my fears, most likely irrational that i might need surgery again.
so I keep saying "no mom, I haven't made a doctor's appointment yet" "yes mom I'll call today"
sigh
on another catching up note I have just ent several of my friends a hopefully not to cryptic email tellign them I need their snail mail addresses
it's a secret and I can't tell them why
but they'll like it I swear
and as I stated in the email it's not because I'm signing them up for a cult, although maybe that would be more likely to get them to respond.
anyway I'm now just hoping that they will read the email
not think it's some weird chainletter or something and actually send me their addresses
okay off to not call the doctor now
- Mood:
lethargic
HURRAY!!
- Mood:
excited
she sent his back
I am terribly sorry to hear that you are not willing to pursue a friendship with me, but rest assured (and you can kindly tell hiowever else you told about my despicable behaviour) that I will no longer be attending knit club, as I am obviously not welcome.
most of me is THRILLED by this news, a tiny part of me feels guilty for hurting her feelings, and a small part of me worries that she'll bad mouth knit club to people, but seeing as she doesn't really have too many friends I guess I'm not too worried about this.
oh the drama
- Mood:
chipper
