Sep 17
Nothing makes sense
So, the Emmys were spectacular, walked the red carpet with my girlfriend, TAL won two awards. We danced at the Governor’s Ball, she was the most beautiful woman there. The TAL after-party was amazing, I hung with Ira Glass and his delightful lady. I got people dancing there too. I had always wanted to get a dance-floor jumping just as the party seemed about done. The TAL crew is totally awesome. Oh, and Ira’s an astonishingly sexy dancer. Honestly, it was an outstanding experience.
Right now, I’m in the hospital with trache and vent trouble. I may or may not get out tomorrow. I’m tired, uneasy. Lately I seem to face a thousand fucked up things. I’m tired, a little broken. Nothing makes sense. I want to sleep for a thousand years. Everything’s fucked. I’m spent, all poured out.
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Were you able to take photos? Congrats on the multiple wins! I hope your breathing improves soon.
Welcome back Michael! and Congrats man. I knew you guys would win. Can’ wait to see the photos.
Till then…just try and relax dude.
Your breathing will get better.
Try and concentrate on a new story…
But… it started out so wonderfully! 🙁
I’m thrilled to hear that you had a blast with the Emmys thing. I kept wondering when we would hear back from you and am glad that you had a fantastic time! Congratuations on the wins!!
And now you’re in the hospital? I’m sorry to hear it… do recover quickly. We’ll be thinking of you.
Thanks all! I’m actually still in the hospital in LA. We’re trying to order a new vent just to use for the ride home. I also have to have my trache scoped, hopefully with good results.
HI Michael!
Hey 1st, get better, feel better, and come home, 2nd, congratulations! Great job, you inspire me!
Lisa