Sunday, June 11, 2006

I feel a lot better now. I'd kind of like to go out, but I know that's a really bad idea. I tried scanning more pictures, but I keep having problems, which I can't figure out; maybe Mark can help me with it after he gets home. I should break down and get a new scanner; that would be nice.

I've heard weird sounds coming from my neighbors condo all day; I think they're doing construction over there or something; they're so fucking loud. Makes it hard to read. I wish I had some earplugs. I was drifting off to sleep a while ago, but it sounded like they were pounding on the wall. Earlier sounded like they were sawing through something. I guess they could have been fucking, that last time, but they usually save that for weekday mornings; I've heard them do that plenty of times.

Jeremy came over earlier and gave me a card. It was great to see him. He looked really good too, especially considering the weekend he's been having and how little sleep he's gotten. We talked for awhile, and he held me for a little while. He couldn't stay long because he had to go pick up Danny's little brother Jack from work. I guess Jack is staying with them, and he's 17; Danny is 36. Jack works at Chucky Cheese. I have to remember to show Jeremy DS9's "The Visitor" - the best episode of Trek, in my opinion. Carrie & I were just talking about that episode.

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   Monday, June 12, 2006

Sunday, I woke up around 3pm. I watched DS9's "The Visitor" & "Rejoined"; two episodes I had told Jeremy about. I shaved (with no shaving cream, as Mark had taken it with him), showered, and got to work on time. Work was fun. It's always nice to get back to work after having a horrible experience. I catch myself replaying the humiliation of the speeding ticket. I mean, its one thing to have a cop pull you over for speeding; but another for a group of cops to call you out of your home, where you're uncontrollably voiding your bowels, so they can give you a ticket, in front of your neighbors. It pisses me off. And when I look back on the drive, I don't remember hearing a single siren, or seeing a flashing light. I would have pulled over if they had just let me know I'd been speeding, but I didn't even see them until I saw them parked on the street, before my stomach starting lurching again! Ugh. The whole thing just makes me not want to live here anymore, which is sure to please Mark, as he's been pushing for sometime for us to move into a house, but I've been saying I love it here too much.

Nate told me about Matt's wedding. I was happy that the wedding went well, but I was bummed that I couldn't make it. It was almost painful to hear about the fun that the Hollywood gang had without me... But it was like an act of love to NOT go the way I was feeling. But it still hurts.

There's this customer named Henry that recently found out about my memory for all things Trek, and has been pumping my brain for all it's worth, which has actually been fun. He cheered me up, and I got him to rent the "The Visitor". That disc also contains "Way of The Warrior, Parts I & II" which I'm sure he'll love. It was great shutting off the part of my brain that was pissed about the ticket, and lack of Wedding fun & Jeremy smoochies - and just ramble about tv shit. ;-0)

After work, I went to Meijer to pick up some stuff, and chat with Frank, who I didn't get to call on Friday because of the illness. He took his break, and I followed him around while he shopped, and we chatted. We probably won't get to hang out this week, which is too bad. He makes me laugh, and we play off each other rather well. I think we could be really good friends or something. The timing is just cool (between us I mean). And on a side note, I guess Bobby has made peace with him, concerning thier past relationship. Nice.

I was tempted to go to Club Divine to see Jeremy, but while I feel 100% better than I did on Saturday, I didn't think I was ready for loud club music, and a cloud of smoke. But I really wanted to see him... erg. It's possible he didn't even work, given his weekend troubles. Maybe I'll see him this week sometime?

When I got home from Meijer, I ate and watched 3 episodes of Smallville (I'm now 2 episodes into Season 2). I would have gone to bed, but I had to wash my sheets, which are now in the dryer. I've been washing them a lot lately, but I wanted to wash them after being all sickly on them. So those are in the dryer... I'm supposed to meet Carrie at around 10:20am to go to Washtenaw and get some of this college plan sorted out. I wish I could get some sleep first; that would be nice. But I'm excited aobut the school thing. I have no clue what I'll do in school, but at least it's something new; something that could lead to something cool. Here's hoping.

I've been writing poetry again, after taking a couple months off. I was writing one for Jeremy when he stopped by on Saturday, and I had to change it a bit for it to make sense. I haven't given it to him yet. I've actually been working on another one for him since last week, but it's slow going.

I'm so tired. I'm gonna brush my teeth, and just collapse on my bare mattress. Mark should be here around 8am; it will be good to see him.

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When I went to bed, I started coughing a lot, just like I was doing last week before the flue thing. I'd coughed a little then too, but it was overshadowed by other stuff. I've gotten next to zero sleep. I called Carrie to cancel, only Mark got home (he'd left a message telling me that he was trapped in traffic and wouldn't make it home in time to stop at home), and we watched the short film he'd helped make. I'm sure it was very amusing, but my head feels huge, and my eyes hurt, and while I thought it was cute, I didn't laugh, which I think upset Mark. "It's supposed to be funny." I just want someone to knock me out for a couple of hours. I thought I was out of the woods... blah.

It's not as horrible as all that. If it's a nightly cough, it won't stop me from working or anything. I just have to take some cough syrip to knock me out.... But that doesn't bode well for me & Jeremy.

:-0(

I'm unthrilled.

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No sleep for the wicked, I guess. I took some cough medicine so I could sleep, only I can't now, because I'm waiting for a phone call from our lawyer about the speeding ticket on Friday. The idea being, that even though they have proof that I was speeding, it costs them money to prove that I was, so they can plea bargain down to a lower charge, and save us money. This is something I would never do on my own, though it makes sense, and doesn't feel bogus given the humiliation I suffered. The lack of compassion on their part was pathetic.

I'm not off with Carrie at school because of the cough, and the leagle stuff. We're going to do it soon though. I want to go to bed now!

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   Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Talked to the law peeps, and the ticket I got, if not challenged, will result in 2 points on my drivers licence!?! Given the circumstances, it's possible a court will declare my actions an emergency, but I don't know that I trust that. I just don't have any faith in our courts, our police, or our government. I sped home, to use the toilet, and wasn't pulled over, but taken out of my home, sick, shivering, by multiple police officers, who gave me the speeding ticket in front of all of my neighbors... I was so sick, and I had to sit there and take it. It was horrible. I feel violated, but I thought I could just pay the ticket and that would be the end of it; I didn't expect that I'd also have points on my licence for a couple years, and watch my car insurance go up $1200.00, which I don't know how I'll pay. I make next to zero dollars a year, and I was going to start attending college in the Fall. And all this because drove 40mph for less than a mile, so I wouldn't shit myself in my car. I'm not saying that what I did was right, but I think that it was understandable. There were circumstances. And instead of being shown some small compassion I was treated like a junkie or something, and just splayed out on the curb while my condition continued to spiral away, and my future was tainted. It just sucks beyond the telling of it, and I can't stop thinking about it. I'm all acidy - which makes it so fun, to try to sleep.

I read in Mollie's myspace blog about her watching Jon Stewart. I love him. And since I couldn't sleep, I dowloaded a couple episodes of his show, and the laughter really helped.

Besides all that bile, Mark made it home safe & sound, for which I'm grateful. Our car has a new dent, which he noticed right away, and I had no explanation for, as I barely drove the thing while he was gone. He's like a bloodhound for dents and scratches, that I wouldn't have noticed...ever. And I didn't get to sleep yesterday (on my day off) because I had to wait for the law peeps to call me, which they didn't do until around 6pm - just as I was leaving to pick up Mark. While not sleeping, I did some artwork, wrote a poem, scanned some more pictures, and worked on my webpage.

I haven't slept since I got up for work on Sunday. I might be able to sleep sitting up at this point. Barring that, I'm going to sleep as soon as I'm able to lie down without screaming.

And just so we're clear, beyond all this minor whining, I'm glad to be alive, and glad to know so many amazing people. You guys make it all worthwhile somehow, even when the world seems like a brainless conservative repulican pleasure planet. Blah.

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I got about 5 hours sleep (yay!). I went grocery shopping last night, and bought tons of food. Eating is good. Remember that, children. I don't know that I got anything too unusual for me, but it's a start. I wanted to get more, but I wasn't sure I could afford it last night.

I work 1-5:30 today. I'm trying to not complain about anything today, as I'm sick of it. I just don't want to whine today. We'll see how long that lasts.

I've got to go to work.

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I had a lot of fun at work; I was 10 minutes late because Mark got stuck at the bank, but I had to stay late to wait for Mark to get off work & pick me up, so it balanced out. I worked with Bryan, Bill, Jeff, Pat, Kyle & Andrea. Nice bunch of people. DJ will be there tonight, and Jeff wants to borrow season 7 of DS9, as we don't have that season at work, or not all of it, so I'm going to finish of the disc of Smallville that I'm watching, exchange that one for another disc, give Jeff his DS9 fix, and say hello to DJ.

Also at work, I had to call my lawyer and get things into play for a court date. I find anything to do with court, or law, or what have you, to be stressful, and I avoid such situations when I can...but I don't think that's possible this time. It just seems too horrible. erg. That's always in my thoughts now, and I want it gone.

After we got home, I watched another Daily Show episode, and then cuddled with Mark. We were both exhausted, and it was nice, but I felt weird. I'm not sure what's going on with me. Maybe I have a cold, but I'm starting to think that it's just allergies. I'm almost certain that I've developed them in the last few years. I'll have cold like symptoms and I'll be all set for the annoying sickness to get worse, only it doesn't, and a few days later I'm good - which is nice, it's just weird. So hopefully I'm fine.

After the cuddles, and a very short nap, I took a shower, and wrote this. I'm going to eat and watch Smallville now.

I miss Jeremy, and I hope things are good where he is. I hope Danny is recovering well. It's an odd situation; I know... I don't even really know the guy, but I don't want anyone to suffer like that. And he's very important to Jeremy, who is more than a friend of mine, and that makes him kind of important to me too.

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   Wednesday, June 14, 2006

I watched 1 episode of Smallville, with Mark, while we ate, and that was fun. After that I decided I wanted to call Jeremy, which I did, which produced much smilage. I was getting dressed, while I talked to him on the phone, so I could take Jeff the DS9 dvds. I didn't return Smallville, because it turned out there were 3 more on the disc I needed to see. As I left for the video store, it became apparent that I'd be very close to where Jeremy was, and actually arrived at his parking space just as he did. That was very fortunate for us both; fortunate for me because I got quality Jeremy coolness, and fortunate for him because there was a scary guy in the parking lot! We drove back up to Aut Bar in our seperate cars, and talked and hugged, and talked some more. We got in my car, and talked in there. We are dating. Danny thinks so, and so does Jeremy, and I felt like we were, but I didn't want to call it that, in case we weren't. lol But we are, and that's way cool. We talked about a lot of important stuff. I told him what I wrote about Danny being important to me, because Danny is important to Jeremy, and I thought he was going to cry. ;-0) And Jeremy really doesn't care if I see other people, as long as I tell him about it... I'm not sure how I feel about that exactly. Part of me thinks it's awesome, and part of me...is confused. But we're talking about everything as openly as possible, and I like that.

I was worried that we'd talk so long, that I'd miss Jeff at Hollywood, so I asked Jeremy if he minded driving me to my work so I could drop off the discs, and he could meet some of my coworkers. He didn't have a problem with that, but he needed to call Danny to let him know where he was, so he wouldn't worry. I called Mark and did the same, and it was so funny. The conversations with had with them were very nearly the same, both in content and in length. It was like a scene from a really wacky comedy.

At Hollywood, I gave Jeff the DS9 discs, which he hugged me for. I introduced Josh to Andrea, Jeff, Pat & DJ. Andrea was glowing for us ;-0) DJ made me blush talking about me talking about Jeremy to him, saying that it was all good. It was cheesy fun. We headed out fairly quickly (I had brought my camera, but was too tweaked out to remember to take pictures - I mean tweaked in a non druggie kind of way!), and back to the Aut Bar. We talked a while longer, and I had pointed out that I have tomorrow off, so we're planning on hanging out tomorrow. First I thought Pizza House. Then I thought BEDROOM. But I've since remembered that Janice left some DVDs for me at my Grandma's house, and if I could go get those, he could see where I grew up and stuff, which might be cool. But the BEDROOM seems really tempting, as besides a possible window in which he might visit me at work Thursday or Friday, he'll be gone for the entire weekend, and I won't get any...Jeremy time. I'll play it by ear and see how it goes.

Jeremy told me that the other night, he had tried to catch up on my blog, and he was so tired that he put his head down on his desk and fell asleep there. And that when he woke up his neck really hurt from sleeping that way. He talked to me about how he became president of WRAP (by default), and how taxing & rewarding this volunteer work can be. I've always been tempted to volunteer there, but I thought it would be hell to be around him and not have him. Now I don't know that I'd have the time, or if being around him all the time would be good...or bad...or something. He talked about cutting hair, and how our wacky situation is opening up Danny on levels that have been closed off in the past, which reminded me of Ally McBeal. Seriously. On that show, Ally had a past relationship with Billy, and he had been the love of his life, and when she ran into him again, and had to work with him, he was married, and his wife came to work with them also. One of the things the wife said, was that since Ally had come into their lives, it had opened up the husband more, and actually improved their marriage on some level. It's not a perfect analogy, but it was close enough in my mind that I could kind of understand.

Anyways, we talked a lot - some of it fun, some of it very serious, and all of it good. I like him. I can't pretend that I don't, and I don't want to. I'm looking forward to spending more time with him. And I'm really tired. I'm going to attempt to get some sleep (though I'll probably fail for several more hours, which is fine).

Despite that horrible ticket thing, I've got really great friends. I've got some interesting new peeps in my life (one of which makes me smile a whole damn lot), a mostly fun job working with extremely fun people, and a roomie that has seen me at my best and worst, and still enjoys living with me. How cool is that? Life is pretty good.

Thanks everybody.

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   Friday, June 16, 2006

Wednesday morning I woke up coughing. I have this cough that hits me at night, but then goes away and I feel fine. It's weird. My sister thinks I might be allergic to something in my room, but I've been on my bed in my room when I wasn't sleeping and didn't have a problem. So...that's weird.

I got up, shaved & showered and whatnot. Jeremy called & said he'd be right over. I was watching Buffy, and just about to relax in our massage chair, but when Jeremy arrived I surrendered it to him, which he enjoyed. We chatted, and there was lots of smiling and all that... And he wanted to go to Pizza House which we had talked about maybe doing, and I was all up for that, but just as we were leaving my stomch got upset. I almost cancelled everything right there, which I'm really glad I didn't do, despite my discomfort. I wasn't able to eat the food I was so hungry for only hours before, but Jeremy was great about it; better than I was. He's so sweet.

When we got back to the condo, I stripped down to my shirt & underwear, and we sat on the couch and talked some more. Within all this conversation (throughout the day) I learned that Jeremy plays the piano (his whole family is very musical); he wouldn't mind going into theater. He hates Euchre. He loves "The Lord of the Rings" (he owns the extended editions on DVD just as I do), and fantasy in general, having read "The Wheel of Time" series by Robert Jordan, and at least some of Mercedes Lackey's "Velgarth Series". I've never read the former though I know of it, but I'm a big fan of the latter; a page of my site is devoted to that series; that page can be seen here.

Lets see...what else...He's never seen an episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He's seen some Trek but not a lot, and knows next to nothing about DS9. I showed him a scene from the 22nd episode, "The Circle" to demonstrate why I love the show so much. He suggested we watch the first episode, but it's 2 hours long, and we only had a few hours to spend together; I told him I could loan it to him if he liked, though we didn't discuss that again.

Jeremy and I talk about a lot of intense stuff. Anytime I think I've maybe said too much, he comes out swinging, with revelations of his own. Some of these moments are funny, or touching. Others make me feel extremly protective of him, and his well being. He had to take a call from work, which was going on really long, so I...distracted him. I felt almost completely better by this time, and we...well...I'm sure you can figure it out. Greatness. I'd go into detail, but it's come to my attention that a lot of people have been reading my blog lately, which is flattering, but strange. lol

So after all the talking, touching, talking, touching, showering, touching, talking...Jeremy had to go to work. He'd told me that his friend Kim really wanted to meet me, and I wanted to see exactly where he worked, so I suggested that I go with him, and then I could walk home. So off we went. I met his coworker "Quin"(?), out on the sidewalk on our way in. She had this amazing top, which I commented on; I guess she does manicures and stuff. Jeremy led me through the Kerry Town shops which I'd always wanted to take the time to see, but never had. I used to know someone who worked in the coffee shop just below where he works, but I don't know if he still works there or not.

I met Kim, the receptionist, and we got along famously. I was just going to say hello to everyone and then leave, as Jeremy had to work, but he was cutting Kim's hair and she invited me to stay, so I did, which was a nice surprise. So I got to see Jeremy work, while I bonded with Kim. We both love movies, and we were naming off GLBT titles, and she hadn't seen "Claire of the Moon", which is this really extremely cheesy, cliche ridden lesbian drama from the early 90s, which despite (or maybe because of) it's many flaws, I happen to love. I told her I'd let her borrow it. She also asked me if I could take a bunch of pictures of her, so that she could have some cute pictures of herself. Oh, and this girl Lisa, who comes into Hollywood Video on a regular basis, also works there, which was a nice surpise (Bryan & Mark both claim I know everybody). Anyways, I had fun, and it was fun spending more time with Jeremy, and meeting some of his gaggle of friends.

After he was done for the day, he was going to Aut Bar to eat before his WRAP meeting, so I joined him for more conversation, while I waited for Mark to pick me up. This was all good. There was this moment, where someone he knew was obviously wondering how Jeremy & I knew each other, and Jeremy kind of ducked the non-spoken questions. He aksed me if that made me uncomfortable, and I asked him if it made him uncomfortable... He's knew to the dating a guy, while having a boyfriend thing. And it's hard for him to tell other people about it because they don't understand. His friends at work all knew about me already, but random people we run into do not. It's...kind of like dating a closeted man, which... You know, in retrospect it kind of sucked, but I didn't think it did at the time. And I was aware of all the stuff going on in Jeremy's brain, and I knew that it was hard for him, so it didn't/doesn't bother me as much as it might have. I know how Jeremy feels, or at least I think I do, and this is unknown territory for all of us...so, there's bound to be a period of adjustment.

Mark arrived just as Jeremy was off to his meeting, which was perfect timing. I told him about the day. I told him about my upset stomach and he urged me to see my doctor about all this acid reflux shit. You know, for 5 years I've lived with it being bad like this on a fairly regular basis. I know people that have had surgery to correct it; people that say it saved their lives...and I'm starting to get to the point where...I'm just so sick of having to deal with this all the time. I'm not sure I can do it anymore. Physically it's exhauting, and emotionally it's terribly taxing. And it makes everything so fucking complicated and difficult.

Later that night I googled Jeremy online, and I'm pretty sure I found his family address, which I wasn't looking for; but given the facts I know it made sense. There were actually a lot of hits; most of them having to do with his work with WRAP. I also found this interview filled with stuff that I already knew about; some of it I had only learned from him a few hours before. There was one bit that he hadn't told me yet, but I'll ask him about next time I see him...or perhaps I'll just let him tell me. "There will be many days..." as he has often said.

I got a call from Jonathan in Grand Rapids, while I was beating off. I told him I'd call him back. When I was finished, and showered, I called him back and we chatted for about an hour. It was great to hear from him, and let him know about everything that's going on here. He has a job now which he likes, and he & Shawn live in the same building as Shawn's brother & sister-in-law. He also talked to me about speeding tickets, and how you always get points on your licence, and that he once had about 11 points on his, which made me feel better, somehow. I later watched some Smallville, and then went to bed.

I woke up on Thursday with the worst headache, and took some midrin, which hit me fast and hard, which I was grateful for. I couldn't eat anything because I'm stomch is rejecting everything. There was a time when I could go a week without eating, and I wouldn't even notice. I know that I'm better now because I'm constantly hungry - which sucks when I'm not allowed to eat. A lot of this has to do with my diet lately; I've basically been eating everything I shouldn't for a month, and now I'm paying for it. But even when I'm not giving in to my cravings, the whole thing still mostly sucks. I need to make an appointment and then go to a specialist or something.

I later went to work, and rented another Smalleville disc; I'm nearly half way through Season 2; there are currently 5 seasons; soon to be 6. Work was dead. I got through to my lawyer and went over some stuff for the whole ticket fiasco, which also made me feel slightly better. It's possible that this whole thing will prove fruitless and I'll still have to pay everything, and suffer the memory of it all, but at least I'm trying to do something about it. We were so dead at work that they sent me out at 3:30pm. I went home to change, hung out for awhile, and then went to pick up Mark. I had decided that I'd stop by Jeremy's work to give Kim the movie I promised (along with "Relax... It's Just Sex", which I thought she would like. When I got there, Jeremy, Quin & Kim were at the front of the salon, along with another girl who I wasn't introduced to. Jeremy reintroduced me to Quin, but he seemed tired or uncomfortable...or something. I don't know what that was, and if we'd been alone I would have asked him. Kim was super happy to see me, and said shw was really excited to watch the movies. I guess she'd seen "Relax... It's Just Sex" before, and had loved it for exactly the reason that I thought she would. That made me feel good. I also gave her my phone # & e-mail so she could get in touch with me when she had time for pictures. Kim invited Jeremy along for the picture taking, which I didn't want to presume would be the case, and I'm not sure how all that went... I had to leave to pick up Mark, and Jeremy had a client arrive. He gave me a quick hug, and then I walked out. I walked through some different shops this time, and looked in a toy store, which had some stuffed animals that I might get for some friends. The Jeremy encounter left me in an odd mood; it was really strange, or had seemed strange, but maybe that's just because he was working or something. It looked like he was wearing the same shirt he'd been wearing the day before, but maybe he did laundry... Or maybe he has 20 of those shirts! ;-0) lol Who knows?

Mark had to stay over at work for about 20 minutes, which was really annoying. I was still feeling weird about the Jeremy thing, and I was achingly HUNGRY. I told Mark about wanting to have surgery to correct this, and that I was just really tired of it all. He agreed. And I was tired in general. When we got home I put on some soft music, turned the lights out, and slept for about 4 hours.

I later had some light foods; nothing too heavy or bad for my stomach, with water. Later still, around midnight, I went to the Aut Bar to see if any of my friends were there. There were people that I knew, but I was hoping for something more. I went to Meijer to see Frank, and get ones for Mark so he could take the bus tomorrow. I hung out with Rhonda, Sharon, Dorothy, Nona, & Gretchen. That was fun. I saw Frank's friend Shannon again, and met Emily, who is Wanda's daughter. I used to work with Wanda, so that was cool. Emily has a really nice smile. Frank looked crazy tired, and Rhonda & Sharon weren't feeling well, so I didn't stay much longer than was required; a little innuendo and I was out of there.

And then I wrote this. I'll probably watch an episode of Smallville, and then get some sleep. Or possibly reverse that... I'm tempted to finish of my roll of film, and get the last 2 developed this weekend, but I might yet hold out for more. I like getting a lot of film developed at the same time because it increases the chances of getting back good prints.

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   Saturday, June 17, 2006

Friday morning sucked. Whatever has been going on inside my body for the last 5 years exploded all over me. I couldn't keep water down. I was dizzy and freaked out. Mark was at work. I was supposed to go to work, and I couldn't get a doctor's appointment. I told Mark I was going to the emergency room. I didn't end up making it there though. I kind of passed out, which isn't surprising, since I haven't been able to eat anything lately. I don't know how I used to go for weeks without eating, because now I can't go for a few hours without craving something. I guess that's progress.

Anyways, I upped my prilosec intake, which appears to have helped. Once I was feeling a bit better, I showered & stuff, and picked Mark up from work (he had called my work and told them what was going on, as I was beyond help). We went to Whole Foods, and I got a bunch of stuff that should help with the whole stomch problem. And feel free to congratulate me because I tried a bunch of new things, and a few other things that I haven't had since I was a little boy. I ate peas out of the pod (I hate them frozen); I had a bagel (the first one in my entire life!); Fennel Tea (which I loved, by the way); & noodles, which I just couldn't eat because they were so bland; I'm hoping to find some kind of sauce that I can use that won't kill me. I also had some pretzels.

After all this I took a nap, and woke up with the worst headache I've had since High School. I took my last 2 midrin (we dropped off my refill perscription earlier), ate some more, and finished watching a Smallville episode that I'd started at work on Thursday. I had to wear my sunglasses because watching the tv was like staring into the sun. I took a long, scalding hot shower. The room was spinning, and I was seeing spots. My left arm went completely numb. These are symptoms I used to get all the time, which is why I had a lot of trouble in school, but my headaches haven't been this bad in many years.

I woke Mark up and he was way worried, probably because I sounded like a crazy person. Plus I get really emotional when I've taken my pills. The headache eventually passed though, and I was very calm. I talked to Mark about Jeremy & stuff. It was nice, if odd.

I got a lot of sleep today. I dreamt about "The Princess Bride", and when I woke up, I played the soundtrack on the computer, and went back to sleep. I worked on my webpage a bit; working on my friends pages. Later, I shaved and showered, and Mark & I took some pictures down in a park, and on some side streets. We'll take some more later, and I'll have 3 or 4 rolls developed on Monday. I also have a doctor's appointment on Monday, at 3pm. It's possible that I've been scheduled to work that day; I'll have to work that out somehow. I can't cancel the appointment, because I'll still have to pay for it. It's possible I could drop off my film in the morning, pick it up on my way to work, then go to my appointment at 3pm, and return to work, and stay a bit late. Or maybe I can switch with someone; if I'm even scheduled. I don't know...

I believe Jeremy is in Chicago today, with a friend, looking for furnature. Mollie is working tonight, and has another shift tomorrow, 4 hours after she gets off from tonight's shift; that must suck. I don't really have any plans...except more pictures. Tomorrow is Father's Day; I should go see Doug.

We'll be watching Mark's father's dog for 3 weeks; I think that starts on Friday. Not looking forward to that. I've never been an animal person. But I kind of like dogs. I love racoons! But I have some issues where pets are concerned, and don't get me started on the evil nature of cats. Best case scenario, I love the dog, and grow horribly attached to it. Worst case scenario, I hate the dog, and I'm forced to move out for several weeks. I'm a bit nervous about the whole thing, but it's probably nothing to worry about.

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