Archive for September, 2013
What-not and stuff
So, everything’s a little hectic.
Tomorrow, I get the fresh trach.
Tuesday at 6 am… I’m driving to Baton Rouge with my brother, Randy (ex step-dad), and a friend to see an Aimee Mann in concert! I’m totally excited.
I won’t sleep tonight, so I’ll write more then. Probably.
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So… traches!
So, my last two posts were totally lame, I’m aware. I just got tired, started too late, and Bob’s your Uncle.
I’m tired right now. I got a new trach five-ish weeks ago, it was WAY better than the one before, but now it’s five-ish weeks and it’s time for a change. Basically, after enough weeks ANY tube gets germy and uncomfortable, and needs replaced with something fresh. Fortunately this tube was pretty good, so on Monday I’m just getting it replaced with a fresh one… nothing new and experimental. Still, right now, and for the last few days, it’s pretty uncomfortable. I cough easily, my throat burns, it’s just a bad scene. It’s hard to focus on anything when you’re breathing wrong. Your whole day is just trying to not think about how every breath feels like breathing through mud.
Of course, muddy breaths are definitely better than no breaths.
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24 days
So, I’ve posted SOMETHING every day for twenty-four days. I think I’ve basically failed my vow of daily substance, but the few posts that I think are good, are really pretty good. كازينو عبر الانترنت At least I’m trying.
A lot of people have asked me to write about movies, my favorite movies and what-not, I’m not not listening, I just haven’t heard the words yet. Oh fuck, he’s finally hearing voices. I don’t mean “heard the words yet” in a mental illnessy way, it’s… before I write anything I hear the words in my head, I call it my “writer voice.” I kind of hear the words in my head way before I actually get into the physical act of writing, letters forming words forming sentences forming paragraphs forming pages forming the narrative. مراهنات If that voice is quiet, my writing isn’t so vivid.
Perhaps I am crazy.
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I was going to post…
So, I was going to post my 72nd tattoo, but it’s still a little too raw-looking. We used a thicker font, so it just needs extra healing before it’s unveiled.
That said, what to post…? Today has been slow. I’m kind of just- I don’t care.
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Um…
So, you can see from my truly witty title that this post is going to be huge, some might call it a “game changer.” I might consider it a “life changer.” I mean, sometimes a blog post comes along and that makes you “question reality.” You realize that too many “quotes” is “annoying.” You probably “want” to “punch me” in “the face.”
Okay, today I have nothing.
Tomorrow, something.
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A new tattoo
So, tonight I get to go for a new tattoo, and I’m trying to decide what to get. I have too many ideas, and too little skin. العاب ربح نقود حقيقية At one time I was going to stop at sixty, but then life changed and I decided to just go until I run out of space, or quit breathing, which ever happens first.
