2010 has proved to test my limits in numerous ways.I do not like to air my dirty laundry online, but as I approach the end stage of recovery, there's so many wonderful people that I would like to show gratitude for helping me keep what sanity I have left and positive attitude.For my cute get-well cards, Myra Fortes and Gus Yoo. For physically ( Read more... )

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I honestly was a second away from completely deleting this entire live journal account. I have been thinking about it for, at least, the last month. I decided to take a trip back to memory lane, circa the summer of 2003, and decided those posts should be saved in some way. I can not believe how drastically my life has changed in the last 4+ ( Read more... )

The townhouse is out of attorney review...things are beginning to look promising. Home inspection is tomorrow. If all goes well then, tomorrow marks the day we tell our fuckface landlords to die in a fire and give us back our security before we leave at the end of April. That should definitely put a smile on my face after everything they've put ( Read more... )

The last 3-4 months have been very trying for me. The downward spiral began in December with my mother succumbing to mental illness. I grew up with it my whole life, but this is the first time I really had to take care of the situation. All of December really sucked, basically ( Read more... )

I had my colonoscopy on Tuesday afternoon. I went to have this procedure because of on-going and troubling symptoms. During the colonoscopy the doctor found, according to him, an unusually large and abnormal polyp (a growth, or prettier word for a tumor) in my colon. It was removed and the doctor tells me I have to call him in a week for results ( Read more... )

Today has definitely been a craptastic day. I woke up shitting and vomiting from some food I had eaten last night and now I have to continue to prep for my glorious colonoscopy tomorrow at 1pm. Anyway, to lighten things up ( Read more... )

For kicks, I looked back at some entries I had written 2 years ago. I used to post every other day if not every day...and it always seemed like I had something to write about. A ton of alcohol abuse and partying ensued. Now I have no desire to write down anything going on in my life, yet I'm forcing myself to. I guess I have a lot of reasons on ( Read more... )

I had to scoop my own poo into test tubes. I know how to party on a Friday night.

By the way...has anyone on here ever gotten out of a lease or know someone who has? I need help.