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I'd heard of Pink Floyd before I met Steven, but I'd never really listened to them. If I had heard the song "Another Brick in the Wall" back then, I wouldn't have been able to tell you who the artist was. So when I met Steven, he had to educate me, and I've been listening to Pink Floyd ever since. It's only natural then, that ever since Steven ( Read more... )

Tickets for Vegoose go on sale a week from Saturday. My sister and I got our plane tickets to Vegas today, so I'm super excited. I think this calls for a fall concert forecast ( Read more... )

For those of you who don't already know, Steven and I are back together. We went to Transformus this weekend in Deerfields, NC. It's a burn, which it turns out is basically an excuse to get fucked up in the woods with 1000 other people. It was pretty cool though. We wanted to do some volunteering while we were there, but we went by the ( Read more... )

I went to Cyberaver v2.0 with Steven on Friday. I have mixed feelings about going places with Steven. He's a lot of fun to hang out with, but when we go out we always end up acting like a couple. Steven's usually the most willing and most available to go on road trips though, and he's definitely the only one of my friends who's as much of a ( Read more... )

Well, unfortunately I won't be going to see STS9 at Red Rocks in September. I'm sure it will be an awesome show, but I really have to give it a miss so that I can visit my sister that weekend and see Roger Waters in Boston. I'm sorry, but nothing beats Pink Floyd ( Read more... )

NIN on 666 was totally awesome! The doctor had already cut me off from the wimpy prescription of lortabs I had been getting (they didn't really do anything anyway), but I did manage to obtain some morphine pills for the evening. Even on morphine the pain became too much for me (and the doctor won't even let me have lortabs?!), so we left near the ( Read more... )

About two minutes after making my depressing post yesterday, bleach9789 called to help rescue me from going insane. About 2 hours later he was here, and I raced out the door. Okay, maybe I didn't race out the door, but I walked a little less slowly than normal. We walked around the Shakespear Festival and the art museum until I started hurting too much to ( Read more... )

I'm tired of feeling sorry for myself. I know I shouldn't because there are a lot of people with less mobility and in more pain than me. I know that eventually I'll be able to do the activities I did before, and I know that I'm lucky that this surgery was even available to me. Knowing those things should make me feel better, but it doesn't. ( Read more... )

I'm starting to get depressed. I know it's just because I'm laying in bed all day. What I really need is some exercise, but I can't walk for more than a few minutes at a time without starting to cry from the pain. I don't even seem to be able to sit up for any longer than I could when I made my last post ( Read more... )