I’m looking forward to the time when I’ll be able to answer the question “How are you doing?”, with “Really good.”, and finally be sincere about it.

A month and a half has passed since I’ve been messed up, and I still seem to be bitching about my health problems. And I’ve been getting prescriptions by doctors for anything imaginable, and my own medicine cabinet has more pills than my grandma's has. Which is why I’m considering playing poker with her with drugs as chips.

Another lame thing on the list is the fact that my cell phone is actually 2 halves of a phone right now. Since I violently dropped it yesterday, it’s now detached from the slider and is two sad dangling pieces held together by a wire here and there, and some metal. So, until I get it fixed (if it can be fixed), I’ll be using a fugly substitute phone I borrowed, which is red, slim, and so feminine, it’s practically a painful eye sore.

Also, I am so detoxed right now, I feel like a better role model than the chick from Enchanted. (Speaking of, Disaster Movie is a must for y’all!) I haven’t had a beer or a smoke in a week now.

Regardless, I am looking forward to the Macedonia dev meeting tomorrow night (and if you haven't confiremd you're attending, you better do so fast), and I reckon it should be great fun. If nothing more, the location for it is better than the one for the previous meeting.
Sharing beer with fellow deviants is gonna be sweet. (yay, so much for the abstinence).

So, I hope I’ll be feeling up and about for tomorrow, and that the side effects from my recent oral intervention (sounds funny, but its not) will be gone by then.

Dona, over & out.