Category: All Day, Every Day

…Like I needed another hole in my head. I dont have much to say other then things are fucked up for me now. I woke up and when to my front door, like I do most Sunday mornings. Standing around sratchng my balls and shit and I look to my driveway and I see nothing but my oil spots. Somebody has stole my car. I am just too fucking through right now. If its isn’t one thing, its sure as hell another. I never get a fucking break in life.

Life is funny sometimes, I’ve always complained bout not getting enough time to sit down and enjoy my life, to sleep and rest, to be healthy. I almost lost all that and realize that I need to recuperate so I be ready to get want I need done. But I don’t think that gonna happen. Its been almost a week since my accident and I’m due to have my stitches out tomorrow, But I’ve done so much and I don’t think that been weel enough to do it all.

On Monday I saw a really bad doctor, I mean like “Dr. Nick” on the Simpsons bad. Now, I’ve already seen my doctor and I have a specialist too, a neurologist. But my job said that I had to see this doctor, pretty much negating anything and everything my other two doctors have said and done. First I have to wait about 2 hours to see him, 2 hours and he only spent 5 minutes with me. I told what my other doctors said and all I get is a “Uh-huh” I ask him about my eyes getting real swollen 2 days after the fact. I asked him bout my fractured skull and he brushes me off. The only thing helpful was that he gave me new bandages which I had to ask for. He was trying to get just to wear a hat and not worry bout getting dirt or anything in my wounds. He seemed so annoying that I asked for anything. He wrapped my bandages too tight, so tight I could barely blink. I had to sneak to the restroom to unwrap it all and redo it. And to top it off the fool hit me in my head, I haven’t had headaches that bad until he did that.

Now the headaches won’t stop, I’m on Tylenol 3, taking a bunch a day and he sent me back to work on Tuesday. I know I’m not a doctor nor do I know medicine but the last thing anyone with a fractured skull should be doing 3 days after the accident is working. But now I have no choice, since he cleared me to work, and told my job of this, I have to go or I’m fired. Indiana law for ya. So I’ve been neglecting my health for money and I feel so cheap and hoe-like becuase of it. I resent my job and I sit here wondering way can’t I seek justice.

I don’t know if I can ever go back to the way I was before. I finally stop seeing the accident in my head. I was at a point were I wouldnt close my eyes unless I was asleep. But now I don’t think I could go to that place where the accident happened. I think that I’m afraid on it. I know it sounds silly and shit but when I think about the machine I think that “this thing almost killed me” and how can I function right around that?

This maybe my last post for sometime… I had a real bad accident at work on Friday and I’m really fucked up. I had a fractured skull and 13 stitches. Luckily there was no internal swelling and no brain damage. I thank HIM everyday, and I never will for my safety.

There was a point where I had this machine on my head, I thought I was gonna die. I think I cried for an hour when I realized that there is much I need to say, especially to my dad and step-mom. Anyway if folks wanna drop me a line, please feel free to do so, I’ll still be on iChat. Not to sound all gay and shit but mad love to y’all

This weekend has been so fucked up… and there is a lot to tell you so lets start with the obvisous. Last week, I pay some money for some new hosting space. It was alittle cheaper then DirectNIC and they allowed scripting. Me being the cheap, and lazy bastard that I am jumped at this chance, just to try it out. Everything was fine and dandy… It took a couple of days before the payment when through and the company’s own website did load kinda slow but my shit was still on DirectNIC. Until Sunday morning… I was up a good portion of Saturday trying to set up the necessary cgi scripts to run Movable Type to no avail. I guess since my domain did not point to the new web spacs, Pinch Penny, I couldn’t configure anything correctly. I tried Greymatter and even some other crap. Back to Sunday… since nothing was working without the pointers I go ahead and change my nameservers. BIG FUCKING MISTAKE. Evidently when I did that all my pages, images, layout and post were erased. And they are not retrievable. I was pissed… I’m still pissed about it, but there’s nothing I can do but to move on. Anyway after 12 hours the IP adrresses propagated and I was able to set up this new system using B2. It was simple enough but its gonna take me awhile to get my layout back. Oh well

Friday was uneventful until a half hour til I got off from work. Thats usually the time, when folks rush to do everything before they leave for the weekend. And it seemed that they all wanted to push their work on me… I could handle that but I had a dentist appointment. And I finally had the tooth pulled. I was a bad experience though. The dentist pretty much “prision-raped” my mouth. Despite the fact that was numb and didn’t feel a thing. There was a nurse that sat behind me and literally pulled my mouth back, stretching shit all out so dude could get to my tooth. After everything was said and done, I was taking drugs for gum and tooth pain but for my face. My cheek still hurts now and luckily the swelling went down.

Saturday, I spent a lot of money to get my car fixed… I hate doing that. I hate spending money on shit I don’t want to. I spent 4 hours at the Dodge pacing, and watching some bullshit infomercials on FOX. They were the guts too. One was a real estate scam were these 2 twin little people and all the testimonials were by parapelegics and foreigners… You truly had to see it… I tried not to laugh cuz my face was seriously hurting but you just couldn’t help it. Man this weekend was fucked up…