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I found this online while bored, prettied it up, and decided to share with whomever fancies the task.


[b]Erry Day I’m Shufflin’[/b]

[u]Da Rules[/u][ul]
[li]Put your music player on shuffle.
[/li][li]Post the first 40 songs that come up. You can repeat artists if you want. If you have any repeats, skip to the next track.
[/li][li]Then use those songs to fill out the questions at the bottom.[/li][/ul]

[b]Starting time[/b]

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QUESTIONS:
[b] 1. Which song do you prefer, #1 or #40? [/b]


[b] 2. Have you ever listened to #12 continuously on repeat? [/b]


[b] 3. What album is #26 from? [/b]


[b] 4. What do you think about the artist who did #15? [/b]


[b] 5. Is #19 one of your favorite songs? [/b]


[b] 6. What does #38 remind you of? [/b]


[b] 7. Does #20 have better lyrics or music? [/b]


[b] 8. Do any of your friends like #3? [/b]


[b] 9. Is #33 from a movie soundtrack? [/b]


[b] 10. Is #18 overplayed on the radio? [/b]


[b] 11. What does #21 remind you of? [/b]


[b] 12. Which song do you prefer, #5 or #22? [/b]


[b] 13. What album is #17 from? [/b]


[b] 14. When did you first hear #39? [/b]


[b] 15. When did you first hear #7? [/b]


[b] 16. What genre is #8? [/b]


[b] 17. Do any of your friends like #14? [/b]


[b] 18. What colour does #4 remind you of? [/b]


[b] 19. Have you ever blasted #11 on your stereo? [/b]


[b] 20. What genre is #37? [/b]


[b] 21. Can you play #13 on any instrument? [/b]


[b] 22. What is your favorite lyric from #30? [/b]


[b] 23. What is your favorite lyric from #23? [/b]


[b] 24. Would you recommend #24 to your friends? [/b]


[b] 25. Is #2 a good song to dance to? [/b]


[b] 26. Do you ever hear #16 on the radio? [/b]


[b] 27. Is #32 more of a “nighttime” or “daytime” song? [/b]


[b] 28. Does #36 have any special meaning to you? [/b]


[b] 29. Do any of your friends like #31? [/b]


[b] 30. Is #25 a fast or slow song? [/b]


[b] 31. Is #35 a happy or sad song? [/b]


[b] 32. What is one of your favorite lyrics from #9? [/b]


[b] 33. Is #34 better to listen to alone or with friends? [/b]


[b] 34. When did you first hear #27? [/b]


[b] 35. Name 3 other songs by the artist who did #29: [/b]


[b] 36. Do you know all the words to #6? [/b]


[b] 37. Does #28 have better lyrics or music? [/b]


[b] 38. What album is #10 from? [/b]


[b]Ending Time[/b]


Erry Day I’m Shufflin’

Da Rules

• Put your music player on shuffle.
  
• Post the first 40 songs that come up. You can repeat artists if you want. If you have any repeats, skip to the next track.
  
• Then use those songs to fill out the questions at the bottom.

Starting time 831

1 There Is No Plan - Steve Jablonski
2 Sooner or Later - Breaking Benjamin
3 The Last Goodbye - David Cook
4 The Catalyst - Linkin Park
5 Perfect - Hedley
6 All We Are - Matt Nathanson
7 Volcano (American Idol Performance) - Phillip Phillips
8 Come On Get Higher - Matt Nathanson
9 FMLYHM - Seether
10 Brand New Day - Ryan Star
11 Lie - David Cook
12 Evil Angel - Breaking Benjamin
13 Storm - Lifehouse
14 What Lies Beneath - Breaking Benjamin
15 From Yesterday - 30 Seconds to Mars
16 Age of the Dragon - Miracle of Sound
17 Set Fire to the Rain - Adele
18 The Diary of Jane - Breaking Benjamin
19 No Surprise - Daughtry
20 Breakdown - Breaking Benjamin Walk Away from the Sun - Seether
21 Resistance - Muse
22 Broken - Lifehouse
23 Eyes Open - Taylor Swift
24 Whispers In The Dark - Skillet
25 Somewhere Only We Know - Glee Cast Version
26 Lights - Ellie Goulding
27 The Resistance - 2Cellos
28 Faithfully - Tony Vincent (The Voice)
29 With Arms Wide Open - Creed
30 Uprising - Muse
31 Sooner Surrender - Matt Nathanson
32 Blow Me Away - Breaking Benjamin
33 Sovngarde Song - Miracle of Sound
34 Dance With The Devil - Breaking Benjamin Fade Away - Breaking Benjamin Fairytale - Alexander Rybak
35 Higher - Creed
36 A Thousand Years - Christina Perri
37 Commander Sheppard - Miracle of Sound My Sacrifice - Creed The Age of Oppression - Malukah
38 Fade Into Me - David Cook
39 Here We Are - Breaking Benjamin Anthem of the Angels - Breaking Benjamin The Dragonborn Comes - Malukah Whatever It Takes - Lifehouse
40 Loki's Lie - Patrick Doyle


QUESTIONS:
1. Which song do you prefer, #1 or #40?
To be honest, I don't have a preference, as they both are fairly similar in emotional response. However, I've had There Is No Plan longer, so we'll go with that one.

2. Have you ever listened to #12 continuously on repeat?
Not by itself, no. But the album, oh yes.

3. What album is #26 from?
Lights

4. What do you think about the artist who did #15?
I think they're pretty great. This isn't my favorite song of theirs, but I love their voices.

5. Is #19 one of your favorite songs?
Yes, why yes it is.

6. What does #38 remind you of?
About every other positive song David Cook has done. <,,<
For realz, though, a lovely sunset.

7. Does #20 have better lyrics or music?
Music.

8. Do any of your friends like #3?
I don't know. I'm sure someone does.

9. Is #33 from a movie soundtrack?
No, it is not, but Bethesda should damn well slam it into Skyrim!

10. Is #18 overplayed on the radio?
I've only ever heard it on the radio once, and it was not a normal station for me, so who knows.

11. What does #21 remind you of?
That book I've never read?
Oppression.

12. Which song do you prefer, #5 or #22?
Perfect, by Hedley.

13. What album is #17 from?
21

14. When did you first hear #39?
I think when I was driving home from work as a new single on the radio.

15. When did you first hear #7?
When he sang it on American Idol, season 12

16. What genre is #8?
"Rock."

17. Do any of your friends like #14?
I'm sure someone out there does.

18. What colour does #4 remind you of?
White-hot fire.

19. Have you ever blasted #11 on your stereo?
Not a stereo, no. Just the speakers on my docking station/computer.

20. What genre is #37?
Erm, that's a fanmade cover of a song, so I have no idea. iTunes has it as Sci Fi and Fantasy

21. Can you play #13 on any instrument?
Nope, not even my steering wheel. It doesn't have much of a sound to it.

22. What is your favorite lyric from #30?
Clapping isn't a lyric?! D:
I suppose the "Fat cat's got a heart attack" line.

23. What is your favorite lyric from #23?
Keep your feet ready // heartbeat steady // keep your eyes open // keep your aim locked // the night grows dark // keep your eyes open

24. Would you recommend #24 to your friends?
Sure.

25. Is #2 a good song to dance to?
Nope. Not at all.

26. Do you ever hear #16 on the radio?
Nope. :3

27. Is #32 more of a “nighttime” or “daytime” song?
It's more of a hardcoreexplosionwooyeah! song. So, night?

28. Does #36 have any special meaning to you?
Yes, it does. No, you can't know it.

29. Do any of your friends like #31?
Yes.

30. Is #25 a fast or slow song?
Slowish.

31. Is #35 a happy or sad song?
Happy.

32. What is one of your favorite lyrics from #9?
You could've been the next one (God only knows) // you could've been the one to comprehend me // you could've been the only one (the broken down and sick one) // you could've been the one who I lie with

33. Is #34 better to listen to alone or with friends?
With friends~!

34. When did you first hear #27?
Oh, around the time I watched the Michael Jackson Tribute on Glee, Season three, and was trolling youtube to find the Smooth Criminal scene, and it was in the related videos

35. Name 3 other songs by the artist who did #29:
My Sacrifice, Torn, One Last Breath

36. Do you know all the words to #6?
No.

37. Does #28 have better lyrics or music?
Lyrics.

38. What album is #10 from?
11:59

Ending Time 909

~.~

I have this thing where I have an urge to do things in photoshop with no real goal in mind. This was the result and the subsequent playing-around-withs:

Wolfie, Vanilla


Wolfie, Textured


Wolfie Redux, Vanilla


Wolfie Redux, Textured

click on da thumb to enlarge 'em; they're fairly large (1334 x 1280)


Let me know what you think!

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images: [*thumb][*treestock1][*treestock2][*Wolfie]

other stuff used:
[*beyond the mist brushes][*Glitter-n-smoke & special effects brushes][*aethereality, texture 36]

I learned how to express my dog's anal sacs non-evasively. It is much appreciated. Now, when we're befouling the tub with our essence of horrendously dead and decaying frog and/or fish, we can toss in a healthy whiff of more vile fishy scents!

I have to rethink my relationship with SSHDEKI-Lover. I think I have spent more time in Minecraft in one sitting than I ever have anything else; this includes my beloved AndersAge and Skyrim. There is a Homer-esque indentation, methinks.

Because I have to, elsewise you'd all leap to conclusions that are nowhere near the truth (Malik <___<): I am short. Couch is normal sized. Ottoman is taller than the cushions. Gotta sit deep and angled like a bad geometry test. Also doesn't help when previously mentioned grateful dog is hellbent on becoming one with both the couch and my trunk.

The added heat is nice when the only thought at your forebrain is unintelligible due to ridiculous menstruation. I say ridiculous because I am on The Pill so I don't have to deal with these mahfahs and they have decided to override (Haha) the corrected imbalance. Either I've been had by the Man and his Oops Drugs, or my anti-anxiety drug targets those hormones too. o__o

I've had to take ibuprofen to function. Ibuprofen does not like my R.A. drugs. Or my liver doesn't like the combination of the two in my system. Or the glorious combination of all three drugs. Sure, I didn't want to eat this week, go right on ahead and tie yourself in a knot. We can just twitch all over the place all the better!

It's weird when you take a drink of anything when your stomach's empty and you can feel it radiate through you. Like barium, only with less pretty pictures! I have an unpretty picture (although given a different context, it can be awesome) from when I dyed my hair last. I twitched and a lovely glob of permanent natural black rolled down the curve of my skull and dripped all down my neck. Even with wiping it up immediately, I had this lovely mottled-decaying black tinge. All I needed was a handful of condom intestines and I would've been all set for Halloween!

Tangent. Sorry. Topic: I forgot. But I threw a cow into a bubbling pit of magma, so that will have to do.

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Seriously, folks. Don't ever buy a horse with those lines. Those things fall apart faster than something that falls apart fast. All I got right now is Sheldon Cooper and "Zazzles" in my head, for some reason, so I guess that's applicable.

I was supposed to watch another episode of Zuko, so my SSHDEKIL can be amazed at my progress. But when your keyboard is possessed and you've only got the one thumb, these things take much longer than necessary.

I once explained this frequency of subject changing as a topic-whiplash. Maybe now you will understand how I go from A to J in that Word Association thread. It just happens, like the flatulence in my face the other night. Offender is now snoring on my feet and sticking her pitch-covered pad in my line of sight.

Something else was important, but I just can't remember what it was. I've been at this for the better part of an hour and a half. I shall depart as I started:


There is only Gibbs

The sound of flesh ripping, innards splatting, instruments scraping fills my mind. It's on an endless loop, scripscraaaaariiipkasplat. Nauseating. Disgusting.

I still smell the remnants of before, see their dark stains drip, drip, dripping from above as yet another slice of flesh falls to the ground. Soggy, wet. It absorbs all and as the flesh collides it sucks it in and spits memories out. Hideous. Vile.

I am reminded of an exercise, a line by an author unknown to me. "Maybe this baptism will make them clean." It regards a garage sale, but the line resonates within, coming to surface three years later with marked profundity. Rockets echo the screams of cats and yowls of men. This, too, is profound. The sound of the madness within and baptism without.

Another lump of flesh rips and falls, metal scraping against bone, digging in deeply, roughly.The rinse washes grime and wear of age and illegality, uneven rivulets staggering along, grains in a worn board. Aftermath is shocking, alleviating. Mounds of ripped flesh litter the world, stiff in their decay and disease.

Not clean, not repaired. Not healing.

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Nothing blows worse than leaving your coffee in your car overnight, waking up late (and the foresight to actually buy a coffee for this exact event), and being unable to do anything about it. Fortunately someone had finished most of it and the sludge in the bottom wouldn't do much good anyway at 0730.

Now we're off to see the barista, the wonderful barista of caffeine (and butchered classics!)

OWEN.












oh, and monkey

I lost my shit last night watching tdkr. Twas glorious, really. A nice feeling of contentment as someone whose only understanding of the 'verse is batman is a rich man moonlighting as a vigilante with his fantabulous butler supporting him all the way. I did have one concern, though I shan't voice (text?) it until the majority of this increasingly small circle of readers (for that is what you are, are you not?) are discussing it.

Shit-losing spilled over to the wee hours of the early mornin', where to my great sorrow, I had to leave my poor, poor puppeh at work. Seven hours by herself is too much! Yes folks, I have separation anxiety. With my dog. Who also has separation anxiety. With me. We're awesomely codependent.

Anyway, due to familial lack of communication, and/or commitment, poor puppeh could not either go camping, house-sitting, or stay at home (anti-dog lake, dog aggressive dogs, lazy brother). So she has to stay at the clinic where I work. Which is just as well, considering the fact that she's not eaten a full meal since Sunday unaided by my many tricks of the trade.

Tuesday, good ole dr S examined her, found nothing wrong, shot a couple of films to make sure, and gave her the Wiley treatment. To spare you the painful visuals, I shall merely say that it is unpleasant. So I was to mix kibbles with canned and we were going to eat! Alas, that was not to be the case, and things gradually went from bad to slightly more bad.

I left Wednesday morning. The other cohabitants of the house were to leave Thursday afternoon and take poor puppeh with them. Wednesday afternoon/evening, I am told to find somewhere for puppeh to stay since she can't come and my brother can't be assed to spend the weekend away from his precious computer (if only he had a notebook and a bad shell!). Naturally, the one coworker I trust with her is leaving for Germany sometime tomorrow, and her roommate (puppeh's other mother's sister, because other mother is easier to say aunt) is taking care of all three dogs in the house.

Not good for a dog who's already stressed and not eating! D:

She didn't eat last night, since I didn't get to her before 1130, but sometime between 1230 and 730 this morning she did eat. I do not know when. This morning, I go to feed her and she picks out the pill pocket (gold man, pure gold) with her morning medications. Sometime around 1030ish, I go back to try and get her to eat, and she damn near vomits in my lap. No hyurkyurkyurblech, just a...whatever you call those vomit-burp things. Up comes the remains of a pill pocket and the lovely fluorescent pink of benedryl.

Thus the chaos began. Brought her up for docta S to take a look (we found a painful tummy and decided on moar xrays to see if anything had changed), and when I went to put her in a house up in the treatment area, she URPED IN MY POCKET. 1100 in the morning and I've endured two bouts of vomit near my person. Thus the real chaos began.

Like five patients with inappetence over the last two days, majority of which ended in films. Only one, however, progressed beyond that. That's right, good ole docta S freaked me the hell out by saying diaphragmatic hernia (hernia in the diaphragm which allows the intestines to migrate into the thoracic cavity) and pointing to a suspicious curve beneath my dog's lung.

A repeated film showed the same thing.

Now it's 3ish and afternoon Friday struck, and I am wanting to do a barium (I am covered in that, too. What a minty fresh strawberry scent it is!) series, which requires a very intense time protocol: Feeddogtakefilm. One half hour later, take film. One half hour later, take film. One hour later, take film. One hour later, take film, etc, for a total of five or so hours so the motility of the GI tract can be mapped.

That's the second time I've used that word today, lol. Motility. Ha, three!

Then there's a final the following morning.

Goddamn dog has no out of place intestines, and decided to immediately inhale her dinner. More than likely, this is a result of the barium; it coats the entire tract and commonly soothes any sort of upsetness. They call it the barium cure.

I wrote a poem about it about an hour ago:


Walking around like a gangbanger
watching my dog poop
Wondering if it's white
Disappointed it's not



I won't go into details, save for the fact that it's all entirely true.

Now my train of thought has run out of steam. Seacrest, out! <_<


Edit:

Nope, I lied. I have to share the fact that my ass fell asleep while writing that.

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Today I felt like a square while crossing the street. Shades on, 3/4 sleeves, hands in my pockets, hair and jacket wafting gently in the breeze~

Then I put 100 bucks worth of fuel into the truck, which I am once again driving because the car wont start and the suvs breaks are scaring me (I work in high-grade hilly areas >_>).

And

"Life is hard. Then you die." Things doctors say when trying to cheer you up :/

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ohaider. ignore us plox

mal is just doing mean things to koji

Wellhellothere.

Gonna make it brief, since I should've been unconscious two hours ago. But it is very very important I tell you this:

I got shampoo in my mouth and I keep spitting out bubbles.

That is all. Actually, no, there was something else, but it needs a computer to type it up, since I can use seven fingers instead of one and a half thumbs o.o

And I may forget, so here's my own reminder: how does ss do it?

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"Man, there are tubes EVERYWHERE!"

I go to the back, get my sunglasses, return to the lab:

"Well, I guess it's ... *shades* totally tubular."

YEAAAAAAAAAH



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OH YEAAAAAHHHHH

Epic. This totally made my morning (which consisted of hauling ass to get to work on time - and being stuck behind a polite man who was going 5-10 miles under the limit (I say polite because he was pulling as far to the right to let us pass but we never had enough space to do so (and my rig protests at 65 anyway)) - only to find that I wasn't scheduled today. That pissed me off because a) I work Wednesday am when I don't work the weekend so I can have about a 35 hour week and keep my benefits -- I desperately need them, b) I don't do well when my routine is bollixed up, and c) I was not told that the schedule had been messed with :/

So, laugh with me~ AND VOTE MAL THE LYING LIAR WHO LIES


"K. I'm going to go to PetSmart and then Walgreens and then the triplex because I feel like meat meat meat meat stuffed something under 1 of the lids"

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Great thing, this morning is. Internet is down at work, and my IT privileges have been revoked for whatever reason so I can't get in there and comfortably restart the server, router, modem, etc, to see if that's the problem.

Because most of the time, it is.

So while we're waiting for the guy we have to pay to fix this problem (keep in mind that there are more than capable hands ON STAFF who know how to do this <_<), I try calling the ISP to see if its on there end, or if they could restart something, I don't know. This has apparently been an issue since yesterday afternoon, so I do doubt it was that, but one can never be too sure.

APPARENTLY OUR ISP DOESNT HAVE OUR PHONE NUMBER. Im like, wut, and hang up, all raegy at the new navigation system for customer service and my phones stupid inability to let me put in numbers because it can't understand my lack-of accent.

Additionally, hours are being cut and no one is being told this, so on top of not being able to run an efficient hospital (we use the internet to order up lab forms and such), everyones all pissy.

And here I am, hiding in my mismatched socks ;~;

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And apparently I can't edit a post :/

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Update, since I am now determined to take over recent posts bwawahahahaa, it is an ISP issue. Lulz.

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Puppehs.

Link to first video. Unfortunately, need to link them because my phone tries to open them when they pop up embedded. e.e

Black one is River, the hellion my dad adopted. The cuter one is mine, and I'm leaning toward calling her Sansa. The video speaks for itself.

As I'm uploading the second one, right now, a fluffeh orange cat comes walking through the back yard, looks in the front door, and continues on his way. Luckily, puppies are passed out in their crate. He's back, grooming himself in front of me. He is quite handsome. I may have a thing for orange kitties. >>;

second video. They switched.

Ugh. Tonight sucks.

Gotta feed 567894032 people (me, my cousin, and my brother making up the rest), with no money to buy foods. Gonna be great, man. So I bought some dough to thaw while at work (conveniently placed in a bread pan no less) and am gonna need to go to the store again after work to buy the rest of the fixins for homemade calzones. >,,>

If you're coming over, you'd better carpool cuz its a clusterfuck in the driveway.

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Its is 0115, Tuesday morning. I have just waited for puppies to poo and potty outside. Against my better judgement.

I heard a pack of coyotes. Now im worried. D:

And apparently snorting chlorine into my sinuses without my own knowledge ow x.x

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Hi. I have poodles in my pocket.

And my eyes are

wheeeeeeeeeee congestion~

Slept like crap. Peed at 545, got in the shower 640, got dressed and securely tied my scrubs on.

Instantly need to pee. e.e

But I found a wad of cash in my pocket, so that's all coo', yo.

Also, old men in highwaters :/ at least his socks matched

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Check it;

Sneezes!


AND!

More sneezes!

If you take the R from FRIEND, you get FIEND. That requires sharing.

I've also rhymed several times today. I'm slipping.

*got covered in really nasty* I can't say shit because it technically wasn't. :/

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I had a dream last night that really bothered me all day. I don't know what it was about it, because as far as memorable dreams go, it was quite mundane. I woke up feeling so sad after it, and I don't know why.

I was walking around a mall by myself. It was some sort of grand opening deal; I can't fathom why I was there, but I was and stuff was going on. I ran into a classmate from grade school and promised to meet her at 1 for some special grand opening event at one of the stores -- might've been for free coffee to catch up or something, I really don't recall. It probably was one of those memories within a dream, like how you can't really remember what you had for breakfast even though it was a few hours ago.

Then I ran into a guy I went to high school with immediately after making plans with the first friend. I'm not going to go into a whole lot of details so I can protect his identity, but it was eerie how accurate he was after six and a half years of not seeing or speaking with him. Anyway, we got to talking and found out we were going on the same circuit of the mall, so we just went together and talked about stuff. I asked how his firefighting was going, and told him about my vet teching, and we generally caught up and just did stuff.

We went to one Carhartt type of store and got a pair of gloves. He handed them to, what I assume to be a coworker (he was wearing a matching uniform in that way firemen do), through the window, made a joke with the cashier, and off we went. I don't rightly recall what he said, but I laughed and went along with it. I do that, too, laugh because everyone else is and go on like I know what's going on.

At this point, we'd been holding hands for some time

I don't know if it was because I really liked the guy in high school or what, but I woke up so incredibly sad after this dream. Why was I dreaming of him, of all people? I can't think of anything that could have influenced this dream,






alright, so mal did a stream session and make me forget all i was gonna put in here, so imma leave it and maybe get a chance to come back and fix it all x.x

*clears throat, begins*

Kojikojikojikojikoji nsssl nsssl kojikojikojikoji nsssl nsssl

Kojikojikojikojikojikoji aaaah maaaal its a maaaal kojikojikojikojikoji

Kojikoji nsssl nsssl kojikojikojikojikoji nsssl nsssl kojikoji

Kojikojikoji aaah maaaal its a maaaal kojikojikojikojikojo

*bows, leaves*

"This is squeaky wood." - Stepdad

"You better watch out for herpes." - Mom

"THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID." - Me

That moment when you realise you're paying attention to a song for the first time and you go, ohmai o//o. The fact that this is with a maroon 5 song is totally coincidental, btw. As is the fact that it involved what koji and I were, ah, discussing last night.

I need to start writing. Hardcore. I probably should go buy a real journal, something somewhat expensive but not yknow, top shelf because then I wouldn't use it like I should be x.x I just forget to bring it with me, and everything I try to leave in the car gets me in trouble because one of the stipulations with me driving one of my moms cars and paying insurance through her and my stepdad is keeping the car clean.

Which I should do soon.

Huh. I think my phones keyboard took a break in the middle of of my thought. I will fix that later for now is time to brave the cold and trek though the wilderness that is the parking lot of a preschool.

I feel like that needs some explaining, actually. I have a phone that has both a slide out keyboard and a touchscreen keyboard, which i am currently using *note the sudden lack of somewhat proper punctuation*, and a voice to text function. I prefer to use the keyboard as i am far less prone to typos and actually able to use more than a period without having to hunt around. Moral of the story is to buy the iphone and not the droid.

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so im really almost a candidate for endometriosis, which is a condition where the endometrial tissue that lines a uterus (the stuff that'll feed the fetus as it grows should a woman get preggers) grows outside of the candidate. Haven't really pursued any diagnostics on it because of my posturing issues (yay for MRIs!), so im stuck with a diagnosis of dysmenorrhea (if I spelled that correctly the first time I am the bomb) or really bad menstrual cramps. There was another but I am lying in bed and not willing to go rifle through my records and find it, but it amounts to a similar thing.

Anyway, its being treated with some birth control, which helps, but the wellbutrin im on for anxiety/depression took a fancy to messing with my already unbalanced hormones and make it worse. Like, cramps that had me doubling over while I was just starting week three of my pack -- week four is the inactive week where im supposed to have the period. So we upped the dose of the pill and things went okay for a bit, but I somehow managed to get off the schedule and missed two weeks. Luckily I was busy enough and sick enough that I didn't really notice anything off, and by that time id been on the new dose long enough that my body was accustomed to the changing levels of hormones.

That explanation out of the way, since its important for these next few sentences: its been about 3 weeks since the pill now (mixup at pharmacy delayed a refill), and I finished my last cycle on Thursday; I have to start a new pack the Sunday after my cycle finishes, which was today. One and a half hours later, im fucking bleeding again.

The shit, man. Pisses me off hardcore. And my doctor wont spay me :/

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REMIND ME TO MINECRAFT HOUSES AND CRAP GAIZ

Also to potty ;~;

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