It's been too long since I used the "pornographic real estate" tag

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I WANT TO BE NEXT TO EEEEET. Also the inside of the house is just as sponsored by a 128 box of crayola crayons as the outside.


Day 05. A song that reminds you of someone

Ludo's "Love Me Dead." The person of whom this reminds me would be singing it TO/ABOUT me, I think.


Not much going in real life news, other than three days of painful Crohn's-related body hatred. I always forget the first week or so of going back ON my meds suck harder than a thousand fiery suns. Probably going to be read the riot act by my GI later on today for allowing the break to happen, but shit happens. Er, no pun intended. Boobyhaven's cable's still out, much to my irritation, but past due is past due. Also Saturday's Who with Vincent Van Gogh made me sniffle hardcore, or would have if I wasn't freakish about bawling at movies/TV shows when watching with company. Probably a good thing as the last thing I want to be is a blubbery mess.


Life continues apace, I suppose.

It's been too long since I used the "pornographic real estate" tag

hattip from horizonchaser: http://marjorielewis.homesandland.com/Listing.cfm?MagId=ANY&ListingId=14778796

Or for the linkphobes:



I WANT TO BE NEXT TO EEEEET. Also the inside of the house is just as sponsored by a 128 box of crayola crayons as the outside.


Day 05. A song that reminds you of someone

Ludo's "Love Me Dead." The person of whom this reminds me would be singing it TO/ABOUT me, I think.


Not much going in real life news, other than three days of painful Crohn's-related body hatred. I always forget the first week or so of going back ON my meds suck harder than a thousand fiery suns. Probably going to be read the riot act by my GI later on today for allowing the break to happen, but shit happens. Er, no pun intended. Boobyhaven's cable's still out, much to my irritation, but past due is past due. Also Saturday's Who with Vincent Van Gogh made me sniffle hardcore, or would have if I wasn't freakish about bawling at movies/TV shows when watching with company. Probably a good thing as the last thing I want to be is a blubbery mess.


Life continues apace, I suppose.

BUH.

Okay, I'm doing this one a day early because HOLY CRAP SOMETHING I DIDN'T KNOW AND IT IS AWESOME.

Day 06. A song that reminds you of somewhere

Okay, so the most obvious answer to this one was TMBG's "New York City." Cause, yes. Very Yes. So I was hunting for a good youtube of it to post, and found this instead:

TMBG's was a cover. My mind, it is blown, and I think I'm totally in love with these three adorable Canadian girls. Also their video captures exactly the New York City the song reminds me of, the one I left behind after graduating high school in 1996, when it was still kinda grungy and gorgeous all at once, before the towers were toppled and Guiliani helped turn it into a sanitized corporate big box fun fair. Like seriously, I'm hardcore homesick now, which sucks because the New York City I'm yearning for doesn't exist anymore.

Also I need to find more Cub. Did I mention they're adorable?

BUH.

Okay, I'm doing this one a day early because HOLY CRAP SOMETHING I DIDN'T KNOW AND IT IS AWESOME.

Day 06. A song that reminds you of somewhere

Okay, so the most obvious answer to this one was TMBG's "New York City." Cause, yes. Very Yes. So I was hunting for a good youtube of it to post, and found this instead:

TMBG's was a cover. My mind, it is blown, and I think I'm totally in love with these three adorable Canadian girls. Also their video captures exactly the New York City the song reminds me of, the one I left behind after graduating high school in 1996, when it was still kinda grungy and gorgeous all at once, before the towers were toppled and Guiliani helped turn it into a sanitized corporate big box fun fair. Like seriously, I'm hardcore homesick now, which sucks because the New York City I'm yearning for doesn't exist anymore.

Also I need to find more Cub. Did I mention they're adorable?

Eeeeugh

I think even if I hadn't had to leave work for the doc appointment I might have gone home sick anyway. I feel horrible.

( Gross but fun fact )

But yeah, we are definitely spending the rest of the day hiding from the world under every single cover I have, cursing my insides, sipping water, and periodically running to the bathroom to geyser violently from one end or another. Bleg. I really hope I'm better tomorrow.

In other news, I didn't get read the riot act by my GI - in fact he was really nice to me once I explained what had been going on with me in terms of stress and money this year. My homework for now is to see if my insurance will cover getting either/both of my medications in six month lots so I don't run out anymore and since I don't have too much of a problem asking someone back home to cover that if it can be done, we'll go that way. Alas, once I do work that out I've got to start the Humira over from scratch which means one evening shooting myself up in the belly/thigh fats four times... ugh. But that's how it goes. We did discuss putting me back on prednisone, cause it's definitely cheaper than the Humira, but steroids fuck me up so hardcore that I really don't want to get back on them unless I absolutely have to, but considering what I'm going through today I'm on orders to keep him updated both at the end of the week and two weeks from now and if I am indeed not better by either point, back on them I go. He also agreed to personally cover my copay for the visit, which was awesome.

Still, I'm sick now, hating it, and being super self-pitying about my broken meatsack, my finances and a fair amount of lifefail. Also y'all know me, I hate being actually sick enough to have to stop, go to bed and stay there until I feel better. Like right now I'm obsessing over work, dishes and laundry that all need doing, which sucks and is stupid considering if I felt okay I wouldn't be doing any of those things anyway due to lazy. My crazy, let me show you it.

One bit of not so great but I'm kinda secretly glad about it - sick = 15 pounds mysteriously going bye bye. On one hand, any weight fluctuation of more than 5 pounds for me is not a good sign. On the other hand? It's still weight I don't have to worry about losing at some later point and explains why my pants all fit suddenly. Ahh, the fuckupedness of being female in America....

Back to bed now. :(

Eeeeugh

I think even if I hadn't had to leave work for the doc appointment I might have gone home sick anyway. I feel horrible.

( Gross but fun fact )

But yeah, we are definitely spending the rest of the day hiding from the world under every single cover I have, cursing my insides, sipping water, and periodically running to the bathroom to geyser violently from one end or another. Bleg. I really hope I'm better tomorrow.

In other news, I didn't get read the riot act by my GI - in fact he was really nice to me once I explained what had been going on with me in terms of stress and money this year. My homework for now is to see if my insurance will cover getting either/both of my medications in six month lots so I don't run out anymore and since I don't have too much of a problem asking someone back home to cover that if it can be done, we'll go that way. Alas, once I do work that out I've got to start the Humira over from scratch which means one evening shooting myself up in the belly/thigh fats four times... ugh. But that's how it goes. We did discuss putting me back on prednisone, cause it's definitely cheaper than the Humira, but steroids fuck me up so hardcore that I really don't want to get back on them unless I absolutely have to, but considering what I'm going through today I'm on orders to keep him updated both at the end of the week and two weeks from now and if I am indeed not better by either point, back on them I go. He also agreed to personally cover my copay for the visit, which was awesome.

Still, I'm sick now, hating it, and being super self-pitying about my broken meatsack, my finances and a fair amount of lifefail. Also y'all know me, I hate being actually sick enough to have to stop, go to bed and stay there until I feel better. Like right now I'm obsessing over work, dishes and laundry that all need doing, which sucks and is stupid considering if I felt okay I wouldn't be doing any of those things anyway due to lazy. My crazy, let me show you it.

One bit of not so great but I'm kinda secretly glad about it - sick = 15 pounds mysteriously going bye bye. On one hand, any weight fluctuation of more than 5 pounds for me is not a good sign. On the other hand? It's still weight I don't have to worry about losing at some later point and explains why my pants all fit suddenly. Ahh, the fuckupedness of being female in America....

Back to bed now. :(

Update

We seem to be mending. At least I no longer feel like someone's trying to cut me open with a circular saw, and I'm not nauseated anymore. There is still food processing fail happening so all I'm putting in there is water and medicine and my system can fucking like that shit.

In other news, it is wonderfully, deliciously cold and drizzly out there, and as much as I can do from my bed, I'm revelling in it. Goodness knows when the temp will be down enough to require the full compliment of covers again between now and October? and the on/off rain is soothing.

K off to be horizontal again.

Update

We seem to be mending. At least I no longer feel like someone's trying to cut me open with a circular saw, and I'm not nauseated anymore. There is still food processing fail happening so all I'm putting in there is water and medicine and my system can fucking like that shit.

In other news, it is wonderfully, deliciously cold and drizzly out there, and as much as I can do from my bed, I'm revelling in it. Goodness knows when the temp will be down enough to require the full compliment of covers again between now and October? and the on/off rain is soothing.

K off to be horizontal again.

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Meanwhile in miniblog news

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