doctors played your dosage like a card trick. scrambling down the hallways playing yahtzee.

Hiya kids. How are things? Things here have been better. But it is what it is, and when life hands you lemonade you ask for whiskey instead. See what I did there?


So a lot went down last week. Most of it not so great. About two weeks ago now I found out my grandma's sister passed away. While Carol lived in D.C. and had for years, I still felt close to her and the entire Cambell portion of my family. Somehow, whenever we are together it feels like we've always been together all along. So hearing from my mom that this amazingly silly, strong, independent woman had passed away was quite a blow to me. Carol has been sick for a long time (arthritis, and recently dementia related to falling and a subsequent stroke) so in the end it was for the best. I think what particularly got to me about her passing was the reminder that my grandma was gone. My grandma's death was one of the worst times in recent years. I was in a terrible living situation, had an unstable ex who was actually threatening me, and was really doing things to myself I shouldn't have been. Hearing Carol was gone brought up some really really terrible thoughts and emotions. Luckily, my terrific roommate and fake husband came home and simply let me cry. He held me and let me freak out. It was just something that had to be done...

Meanwhile, the following day I had heard from my close friend that he was having some serious health concerns. He had lost feeling in his hands/arms and feet/legs for extensive periods of time and was being tested for ms. Absolutely terrifying. While this friend and I don't always hang out now, we were inseperable for 4 years. After hearing this from him, I kind of lost it again. It was like when my grandmother passed away that things seemed to be piling up on each other. I was terrifed for him. The worst part of it all was not being able to do a damn thing for him. Being helpless is the worst feeling in the world.

Fortunately one of my regulars from TopCats offered to take me to the Murder By Death show to cheer me up and help me out of my rut. Even better, the boy I was mildly interested in, informed me he would also be at the show. Music, booze and boys. WIN. Sadly, he informed me he was now dating someone. Eh, mild fail. I was mostly afraid of awkwardness at a fun show. Anywho, at the show I proceeded to drink lots of PBR and whiskey. WIN. The show was fun and the music was amazing. It was good to see the dude cus he's rad, gf or no gf. I think the show was what I needed to get myself together. Until that night I was having a pretty pretty dark week. Luckily, regulars, booze and friends pulled me up from being down.

Friday I had a meeting for a job interview. I totally got it. I now work at the Cincinnati Zoo. I am a sales lead which means I supervise manatee related retail. AWESOME.

After my job interview I received a phone call from my friend experiencing the health issues. No MS. In fact, an easily treatable disease which is completely curable. FANTASTIC.

Basically, this week started as Debby downer but is now.... uh....Good. Real good.




these have never been will they never be interesting or have a flow to them. sorry. :)