So the Advil sort of worked.. if anything it got rid of my reaction migraine. K bless his heart went and got me a heating pad which relaxed the muslces but did nothing for the stabbing pain.. I took a Robaxicin i think is what it’s called.. it’s a specific back pain medication you can buy in the store.. SO we’ll see what happens… I have an appt weds at 115… I really hate the receptionist that works in the office.. The woman is just damn stupid, I want to beat her. If things don’t go exactly how I want them on Weds, my doctor is going to get a surprise, and one less patient.. I’m tired of this crap.
Monthly Archive for September, 2002
I’ve been lax in blogging the past few days.. There really isn’t much going on.. cept me whining about my horrid back pain that I’ve got going on from having to sleep from my back because of the surgery.. I called my doctor just a bit ago, to have her call me as soon as the office opens.. because let me tell you.. tylenol doesn’t touch the pain, ibuprofen doesn’t touch the pain, waiting to see if the advil touches the pain but i doubt it will because tylenol with codeine doesn’t do much.. nor does the percocet.. The percocet makes kitty sleepy enough to fall asleep regardless of owies or not.. but I’m still owie.. Feels like my hip back in like the summer of 1994 when I tweaked it out, pinched a nerve and fell flat on my face in the middle of a stable isle while cleaning my horse’s hooves.. poor bugger.. had this look like “DUDE! IT WASN’T ME!” because my dad was coming after him for kicking me*L* Cept for being in my hip, it’s in the middle of my back, on the right side.. just about an inch below the bottom of my shoulderblades.. Made for the painful sleeping.. K woke me when he came to bed.. he wasn’t feeling well EITHER.. and I think I’ve been awake since about 330-4am. So who knows..
On a different note.. I have gotten my photography domain. It’s all set up and connected.. I just have to get the FTP done, so I can at least put up something there that says “Hold your shorts, I’m getting to it” because I’m by no means ready to put anything up. I also got the photography gallery with FotoTime. I’m debating HOW to share these.. considering most of my prints will be going in there.. I will be branding everything of course, but I as anyone else know that can be edited out.. I’m not worried about people printing them.. because they will pretty much print like crap if you tried.. BUT that stops no unscrupulous creature from stealing it and using it as their own. SO.. I dunno.. It may be a friends only type of thing.. Suck up to me enough, I’ll probably let you look:) So once I get the photography rockin’ & rollin’ ( I realize I really hate that phrase..damns her parents really quick for that one ), I will let you know… and it shall be viewed:)
On another different note.. See there HAS been stuff going on.. But not enough at a single time to warrant one post at a time.. I guess. I dunno.. Last week I got my Tori Amos concert tickets, K got the pretty email saying they’ve been printed and are on their way -shimmies- AND the sweet guy also preordered the Scarlet’s Walk Limited Edition Special Packaging CD w/Bonus DVD.. God knows whats in that.. no one really seems to know.. But Tori in interviews has said maps, and stickers and post cards and all sorts of things.. So we’re probably getting “road trip” memorabilia from “Scarlet” on her trip across America.. which I think.. is fairly cool. Of course the DVD is another creature all together.. So we shall see.. I think my dad’s ordered the “A Sorta Fairytale” single as well.. I’m such a suck up this week for presents*L* Though yesterday K was super sweet again.. and bought me an art book of Jennifer Janesko. It has so many lovely prints in it.. including on the cover AND in the book, the print of PussyCat.. The catgirl I used for a previous layout:) -points at that link- .. if anyone really loves me:):) I won’t say no*L* -sighs- to have a 1/3 of hers and/or K’s talent for drawing/painting.. I’d be a happy kitty.. but I don’t.. So I shall stick to the photography.
-sends lots of schmooochies to bevie cuz i luffs her lots-
So today while browsing the tori forumz i found this post by St. Theresa.. and had a very much needed giggle. If anyone wonders about the “glued shut CD case”.. Go here to read an article.
So I bought the new album in advance…. And here’s what happened:
1) I couldn’t open the jewel case. It was glued shut. I took a hammer and lightly tapped the case until it cracked. I cut myself getting it open.
2) After cleaning the blood off the carpet, I put the CD in my computer. A huge red warning box flashed and told me that it was unlawful to use the disk in my home computer. My computer shut down, then burst into flames. The CD was ejected and shot across the room.
3) I put the CD in my stereo. Instead of music, I heard a recorded message. It explained that I had not yet registered my copy of Scarlet’s Walk. It said I had to call a 1-900 # and provide the unlock code inscribed on the disk itself. It was only .99 cents per minute. So I called. After approximately 33 minutes, verifying my place and date of purchase, my name, phone number, address, social security number, mother’s maiden name, blood type and favorite color, I was told the unlocked CD would be shipped to my house within 4-6 weeks.
4) I waited. I grew old. Finally, a delivery person came to my door, flanked by a big, burly security guard. He asked me to prove my identity, which required three forms of indentification, fingerprints, dental records and DNA. He said that once I had passed identity requirements, he would return with the CD.
5) Three weeks later, he returned and handed me the CD. But before that, I had to read and sign a 12-page document agreeing not to do all sorts of things with the disk.
6) I put the disk in my stereo. I cranked it up high. Suddenly, an ear-piercing screech filled the room. I thought it was my smoke alarms. But then I heard the following recording: “Warning. Your stereo is set at an excessive volume level. At this level, unauthorized listening of this copyrighted material may result. You must turn your volume down in order to guarantee the rights of the intellectual property owner. Violations are punishable under federal law.” Then there was a pause, and then I heard, “Oh, by the way…please make sure you’re alone in the room when you play this.”
7) It took many attempts, but I finally found a volume level which was not in violation of my purchase agreement. Unfortunately, I couldn’t hear it. So I sound-proofed my house and ordered my children not to breathe. I got on my hands and knees, pressed my ear up against a speaker, held my breath, and I heard it! Well…almost. It was really muffled, but I think I heard something that sounded like a piano and a voice ~ possibly a woman’s.
8) I did this for several days. I got rug burns. Eventually, my hearing adjusted and I was able to pick out a melody. It was very pretty.
9) I got up to go tend to my injured knees. On the way to the bathroom, I hummed the beautiful melody I had just nearly heard. Within minutes, there was a knock at the door. It was the police. I was under arrest for copyright violation. I had the right to remain silent, which, they added, I should have exercised BEFORE I reproduced Tori’s new music without written permission.
10) I’m writing this from jail.
Already I’m itching for a new layout*L* go figure*L* either that or it’s the fishing line sticking out of me that itches.. -eyes it- It shall be orangey-scarlet.. full of Autumn time goodness.. -sighs bring on the fall leaves baybee.
another odd thing i’ve noticed about blogger recently.. is that it’s switching the times on me*L* my time stamps in the blogger form are HOURS ahead of when they should be or when they were posted.. when i checked the settings for it.. it was at the correct setting, when i hit save, everything had switched over and was on the correct time again -wrinkles eyebrows-
i’m in a much better mood-nods- the surgeon pulled all the tape off.. everything looks to be healing… i washed all the cuts.. i’m not as itchy.. i do have a few bits of fishing line sticking out of the one though*L* i got some percocet for sleeping…and i got my taco salad AND i got my tori tickets -shimmies-
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: Never found voices “sexy” if you know what i mean
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: i find accents sexy
[ NiHiLiSt ]says to purring there on my fork: If i say “Its crap” in a strong english accent. is that sexy?
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: and yes.. i’d find you saying it’s crap in a strong english accent sexy
[ NiHiLiSt ]says to purring there on my fork: groin grabbingly sexy?
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: possibly..
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: Article uploadingly sexy? -l-
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: of you saying it’s crap or of me groin grabbing at the sexy?
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: now im confused
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: OMFG I SO READ THAT WRONG
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: *coughs*
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: SO confused…
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: i just read that as uploadbly sexy*L*
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: lol
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: get your mind out the gutter woman!
purring there on my fork says to [ NiHiLiSt ]: i asked you if it was you being uploadably sexy with the accent? or me being uploadbly groin grabbing at the sexy
[ NiHiLiSt ] says to purring there on my fork: honestly, a couple of days and you are already a perverted gibbering wreck -hugs-
OK.. bitch rant post..
This again, is to those who come to people looking for advice and get pissed when they are not told what they want to hear. I have NEVER been one to sugar coat anything. If you come to me for my opinion, my advice, you’re going to get it.. and 98% of the time, you’re not going to like how it’s given. Now, if you KNOW that, and can still come to me, and go away with what I have said, in a mature manner, THINK about it.. and possibly use it to weigh any decisions you make.. then BRAVO! I am proud of you.. If you cannot do that, please don’t waste my time. I am SICK and tired, of being someone’s emotional punching bag when shit goes wrong in their lives, then get shit on by them.. when I tell them the bald face truth and what I think should be done. I am here for you to vent, I am here to give you advice.. you don’t like it, fine.. then don’t digest it anymore than it takes you to decide you don’t like it.. DO NOT give me shit, because I won’t sit there and tell you that what you are doing is fine, and the choices you are making are the sane or proper ones and pat you on the damn back. DO NOT get huffy with me, all moody-like and bugger off in a conversation because I won’t give you sympathy for a situation of your own doing.
So I have my follow up appointment Weds at 11:15am.. The receptionist didn’t seem too impressed when I asked how I’m supposed to be caring for these damn cuts properly.. Apparently I was supposed to get a green sheet (my surgeon seems to have all his stuff on green paper) that supposedly tells me how to care for my incisions and the funky tape that is holding them on etc.. but I didn’t get that.. which at that time got my appointment bumped from next monday*L* to this weds.. So who knows what is gonna be said to me when I go and see him.. Prolly end up scarring all pretty from not being washed proper like or something.. just my luck >:(
On another note though.. I’ve realized how much I miss playing the piano.. While downloading.. I’ve stumbled across some piano instrumentals of popular songs from movies or what not.. just listening to them.. specially songs I KNOW how to play.. I can almost feel the keyboard under my paws, if I just sit and listen.. I can remember how I felt in my own world when I played.. nothing touched me there.. I remember how much emotion I could pour into playing.. -sighs-
