Amusing...

Got a phone call. One pissed off individual I would say. Insisting to speak with *mumble* 
"Who?" I ask.
*mumble*
"What?"
*mumbles furiously*
I say, "Look man, I have no idea what you are saying, you've got the wrong number!"
"FUCK YOU! PUT HIM ON! I WANT TO TALK TO *mumbles*"
*click*
*ring*
"PUT HIM ON THE FUCKING PHONE! GODDAMN IT! I KNOW *mumbles* IS THERE!"
"Sir...You.."
*screaming and cursing*
"Sir..."
*screaming and cursing*
"HEY! BUD!"
*silenced*
"You. Have. The. Wrong. Number."
*screaming and cursing*
*click*
*ring*
"This is still the wrong number, man"
"Is this xxx-4701? *pause* Oh wait... 4707."
*silence*
"I'm sorry ma'am."
*click*

LMAO

Front page of the Washington Post had some very bad news today =( 
Hunter S. Thompson commited suicide yesterday... his wife was at the gym apparently... he was alone in the kitchen when he shot himself in the head with a handgun.

WHY WHY WHY!?!?!

Why couldn't it have been Rush Limbaugh on a pill popping bender or something? *sigh*

wooooo - my first badge!!! ^^

LMFAO
oh those wacky Chinese and their wonderful toys...
Front:


Back:


Package - high, tightness, excellent, or else inferior. LOL Who can argue with that?

2nd appointment made - I go back under the tattoo gun on March 1st...
I couldn't stay away for long.
=/

yay! Busting Dad outta the hospital today =)

So, went in for testing around 1pm on Wednesday - dropped my Dad off to wander around Georgetown while I was at hospital. I was done around 5pm and we went to dinner with my aunt and uncle (who I am donating the liver to) around 7pm. Shortly after we sat down, my Dad apparently had a very small stroke. So, I'll spare you the details but we were back at the hospital. People recognized me from earlier in the day, "Waht are youstill doing here??" *sigh* guess they better get used to me huh? So, my Dad is doing better - still in the hospital for a day or two longer for some tests. Man, Im fucking exhausted. Life - the hits just keep on coming dont they?

I hope everyone reads this and feels the overwhelming desire to tell the people they love just how much they care about them. Because one second you can be ordering wine at dinner and the next, you're on the way to the hospital.
Take care guys.

wow - so the surgeon heading the transplant team drew me a nice picture of what the scar would look like...
They call it the "Mercedes Benz" cut because of the shape of the emblem the cut resembles. 
I found a pic of it online:

Anyway, no bikinis for me thanks lol
not like I'd wear one anyway =P
*sigh*
=/
das bigger then I thought...but it is 60% of my liver.

Off to the hospital I go for the first barrage of tests for the liver donation...
The pamphlets they give out initially are very positive and fluffy literature - no no nothing happens, it's a simple procedure, piece of cake! Then when you get into the thick of testing,t hey give you a more detailed disclosure about risks and complications and so forth....
ok, yeah - lil more nervous now =S *gulp*

Having the flu is a great way to lose those holiday pounds.
=P

and to catch up on your sleep


*passes out*

April showers harken flowers
that might bloom in May

The down side of the upcoming liver donation test appointments - one of them falls on the same day as my 2nd sitting for my tattoo =P
Oh the things I sacrifice! lol but serously, there's work to be done on my basement, so I was gonna have to cancel anyway. Damned responsibilities of homeownership!

Welllll, finally the hospital gets their ass in gear! I got a call back regarding the MRI I had on Decemeber 27th, and despite my best efforts to binge drink, I have enough liver to be a donor for my Uncle! Yay! I have appointments on Feb 9th and 15th for more testing and meeting with various doctors including a shrink (lord knows what he'll find huh? muahahahhaha). All this before we even schedule the surgery - so it's looking like I may potentially get sliced open for my 31st birthday present this year lol whee - no heavy drinking this go round! Ah well, the reward will be extending and enhancing my Uncle's life ;)
I'm so happy to get this good news today!

I think I'm gonna try a yoga class next week. So if you don't hear from me past next Tuesday, I broke my neck.

I'm off to dig my car out of the snow, drive to DC, play D&D, and cook some bbq out on the grill. Yeah, my friends are nuts. *shiver*

Well, that whole Mary Kay thing wasn't bad - it was kinda hokey hehheh but hey, they gave me cookies and soda - yay! And my face feels all soft and I did buy this stuff called Satin Lips - it's like an exfoliator for your pucker and it makes your lips all soft and kissable. =}

There's this woman that works at the florist my B&B uses every week. Her name is Lisa. Lisa is from the UK and has bright red, short cropped, occaisionally spikey or sometimes smoothed down hair. Her husband is in a punk band and has lots of tattoos. The other day I heard 10 words I never thought I'd hear come from Lisa.... "Do you want to come to a Mary Kay party?" Isn't that for old ladies? I remember vaguely my Mom did that in the early 80s. Her bedroom closet stocked floor to ceiling with pink boxes. Would she win the coveted pink Cadillac? I could only wait in horror. Anyway, after a moments pause, I thought, "What the hell." I could get some stuff to wash my face or moisturize - I only wear makeup on the rare occaision. It'll be an excuse to get outta the house and maybe make some new friends. *shrug* Or maybe I am just turning into an old lady =P 

Passed on to me by [Alfirin Lindlea]...the proud mommy of a gorgeous whippet/greyhound pup named Jude ^^

This is so freaking cool... you have to do this...
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/supercoolpicillusion.html