Abi

Wow, that set went up? Its always the one I forget about, but I like it. The tattooed man in one of the opening pictures was testing the scaffolding to make sure it didn't collapse when I stood on it. He was also a good foot taller than me and probably double my weight, so I felt pretty darn safe. Except for the rickety ladder...



"Sponge Bob Square Pants will air in China,so now factory workers know what the hell they are making."

At last I've rejoined the world of the healthy, after three weeks of vomitting, sweating, and dizzily sitting in the hospital. At one point I thought about taking all the perscription bottles and doing one of those crystal glass music numbers, where you fill them with water and ring around the rim. Is there a word for that? Crystal symphony is what I've been calling it.

But anyway, I'm finally going back to work, finally going out since apparently my spleen isn't in danger of bursting anymore, at least not as much, and finally my laptop is fixed and I have the internet again. I've missed it.

My little brother bought me an Iron Man pez dispenser to make me feel better. How sweet is that? If he weren't 6'4", I'd pinch his cheeks and hug him.

Also, I tried to bite off a guy's thumb last night who wouldn't give up on his desire to 'make out with a lesbian'. Thats what you get for trying to caress my face, douchefag. I hope he chokes on a curling iron.

Welcome back, me.