klena | i got a letter today - an invitation - and the writing looked like you

Alright so I am now the proud owner of:

- Jude's "403 N.Harper Ave"
- Jude's "No One Is Really Beautiful"
- Jude's "King of Yesterday"
- Neil Gaiman's "Where's Neil When You Need Him?"
- The illustrated version of "Murder Mysteries"
- Neil Gaiman's "Anasi Boys"
And
- "The Sandman Papers"

G.I.P

And Gavin has just left but has introduced me to the wonder that is KCRW radio station and fuck me if it doesn't have Jude doing live sets on there and Sia and Rufus Wainwright and Faithless and Joseph Arthur and god, everyone!

It's fucking amazing.

I have Wank Thursday tomorrow and on top of that I have an essay to hand in JUST BEFORE my only free hour during which I am going to the Medical Practice to possibly be diagnosed for depression.

And now! This is my proposal.

Come to this entry, yes this very one, and vent. Vent about anything that's being annoying you or has irratated you today. Anything. Just get it all out.

P.S today after Nihongo class, a group of us sat as per usual and had breakfast together. And we plotted me becoming the first ever female dictator. It was made of win.

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Seriously?

Ok, my department for this office is having a Quality standards audit this month that sees how aligned we are to our own internal Quality goals. So first thing. I am the department for all of Canada. Me, that's it no more.

So that's enough pressure .. right?

Today, I have a teleconf with the group in our department responsible for aligning the procedures global with this quality initiative. Check this out. Our departmental procedures are NOT in line with the standard, and we don't expect them to be until Jan 08. So the audit is designed to fail.

Oh Joy.

I gained over 10 lbs. in Ireland and I'm pissed. None of my clothes fit. *cries*

Klena, love, you have SOLD me on this radio station. For seriouz, j0z! I needa stream!

You're not allowed to be depressed, unless it's situationally depressed. So there. :3

Why is it so hard to get tons and tons of money to give to everyone I love?! (No, seriously, I rant about this deily.) I need to start jewel-smuggling or somethin', man. Where's that Lupin III handy handbook?

Okay, that rant sucked. Second try?

Why can't my love sleep over at my place EVERY dei? XD (Okay, so I'm reaching for rant material here. It's hard to be upset about anything at all, when I know he's sleeping in the next room...till I go pounce him awake for work, anyways. ;)

I'm sorry, darling, I got nothin'. Someone else rant for me. XD

Venting, huh? Lessee, waking up at 5 AM to get ready and have enough time to drive to school (morning rush-hour traffic is a bitch) to make it to my 8 AM class SUCKS. Yes.

And we plotted me becoming the first ever female dictator.
And you can't deny your fate, fellow World Ruler. XD

Don't you love it when the people you like (and who obviously like you back) pretend hopelessness and passivity instead of taking action?

Wank Thursday?

I'm fed up of being the nice guy who finishes last.

and I'm done :D

I had an abcess in my ear (which is basically like a pimple-ly thing. Puss, blood, yay). This was last week. By wednesday it was really, really bad and swollen and my ear was black and blue. I couldn't sleep on my right side or have anything even touch the area near my ear. (I sleep on my right side so this was definitely a dilemma and therefore I have not gotten much sleep in a week and a half. I am le exhausted).

Anyway. I went to the doctor wednesday. They lanced it and drained it of at least an ounce of puss and blood and said that my ear had also gone hemotose (clotted blood). I got put on antibiotics (ammoxicillian--which makes EVERYONE sick in their stomach, and makes me at least 2x as sick. there's another kind of antibiotic I can have but I'm ALLERGIC.)

On friday I didn't think it was getting much better as it still seemed swollen to me. So saturday morning I was at the doctor's office before they opened. Said it was fine, it was healing, tried to get more stuff out of it just to be sure.

SO today. Wendesday. About an hour ago I was watching the UEFA Champions League game and I was laying on my right ear/putting pressure on it and it popped. It was all full again. I spent the last thirty minutes draining it of at LEAST three to four ounces worth of stuff. And it's like all the way down into the tube of my ear--which it was last time as well.

I have to go back to the doctors TONIGHT because now they're concerned about an infection and how to stop it from filling again. Being a transplant kid means they have to be really careful about it and they might put me on antibiotics for longer which means I will be sicker longer. Whoohooo.

This is not even covering my self-esteem issues, grades and other depressing things.

But hey it's my birthday a week from today and I get my licence!

Okay. So I'm back from the doctors. The doctor was a complete incompetent idiot. However, sadly, I have to try the medicine I'm allergic to. We're hoping that since it's a newer generation of cephlosporins I won't have a reaction. I am currently sitting here being obvserved by my parents to make sure I don't have a reaction.

And I wasn't on ammoxacilian, that was wrong. It's an ammo and a cilin but with a g, I think. I can't remember anymore. Tooooo many cilins. Cephlosporins, Tycarcilins, Penicilin...

I would really like to sleep.

In perspective (see above), I have no right to feel this bad. But I do. And that just makes me feel worse.

I hate this headache and how this day sucks for everyone. A friend's cat died, which I cried over, two friends who I really wanted to get together just aren't going to, and this kid I <3 in a platonic way has had a shitty day and went all emo on us.

Thanks for making an entry like this :)

i got a letter today - an invitation - and the writing looked like you

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