haven't slit my wrists, or met any other calamity

Zombie movie party, my place, Friday the 16th. costume optional, BYOBrains.
Call for anything else, the number's still the same

so the brother got his surgery. He's 50 or 60 pounds lighter now, also minus his spleen, gall bladder, a couple sections of colon, the better part of his stomache, and a lot of omentum. Scary, surgeon said he wouldn't have made Valentine's without the operation. Good thing we're in the same city as the best cancer center on earth.

there's a lot I didn't say a minute ago. I'm freaked, to put it mildly. I'm scared absolutely shitless! Other stress already had me smoking again. Thank you FDA for changing laws to stupid so now they're clove cigars. Yay for smaller packs, fuckheads. looks like the ninetoed wonder is likely to end up with massive shake and bake chemo. He's ( Read more... )

Great, my older brother has stage 4 appendix cancer. They've already cut out the appendix, now there's nasty shot through the fatty tissue. fun and joy.

not really anything else to add. STILL offline at home. Still tired of the married single dad thing. I am actually in the early stages of starting a D20 Future game. Text is still the best way to reach me.

as usual, nothing important or worthwhile.

just still offline.

Bear with me please, I'm still off line and making due posting this by phone. I'm feeling a bit philosophical, and moving from lit like a goram Christmas tree, to a possible hangover. I'm dreaming of what could be, what can't be, and who I am, who I could be, and who some people make of wish I was. As usual, the likely hood I'm talking out my ass ( Read more... )

Jen's dad is adjusting pretty well to the divorce.  Jen started training for a new job on Wednesday.  She'll be managing a Denny's, we just don't know where or what schedule.  Breanna's in GT this year, and doing well.  Douglas the Destroyer is roaring through the terrible twos. I'm, well, I'm here. Blar.

I was scared shitless until yesterday passed.  I or someone related had a disaster each week, a day earlier each week.  Three Saturdays ago I got the news my mother in law left my father in law.  Two Fridays ago Jen lost her job.  Last Thursday our apartment flooded.  Yay. Yesterday passed without incident.