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February 28th, 2005

Well mine was an adventure, it started at a crab house and ended in the hostpital with a promise of surgery.

Yep, at some point in the next week I’ll be going under the knife to have my gull bladder removed from the decaying body. They assure me that less then 1% of the people have complications. I know what your thinking but my shots are still good that I’m not in that one 1%.

Honestly, I’m not as scared shitless as I thought I would be. Though that could be related to the two types of pain medication that is coursing through my body at the moment. So I’d not expect to see me at the office much this week if the pain is bad, as the Vicodin will have complete control over me and my mental state. It could possible make for some great blog posts me thinks. Through it all Jessi has been a trooper especially Sunday with only about 3 hours of sleep she still managed to pump out an RFI and still came and hung out with me at the hostpital. So, snaps to Jessi.

This has also got me thinking about setting up a living will but that’s just the morbid side of me that I inherited from me mom. I don’t think I’ll ever need but with the rash of medical problems I seem to be having it might not be a bad idea. So I’ll be taking a poll, who want’s my action figures? Comic books? Hardly used X-Box? pr0n? On second thought I’ll probably try to be buried with my PowerBook and pr0n. (note: much of this depressing post is to be taken as sarcasm.)

here comes the luppiness.. better log off before I say something stupid.

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  1. February 28th, 2005 at 04:54 | #1

    snaps to <a title="Jessi’s Blog" href="http://discwiz.net/blog" target="_blank">Jessi</a>…
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    <br />if you’re the 1% can i have the headunit from your car? thanks buddy.
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    <br />dude you’ll be fine, the 1% are probably killed by drunken surgeons, or homeless guys pretending to be doctors..just sniff his breath or ask him to describe his house before you go under the knife.
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    <br />i say we play fight night when you get out..figure i might have a chance at beating you if you’re all drugged up and down an organ.

  2. February 28th, 2005 at 04:54 | #2

    Seriously, the lengths people will go to avoid a party. I didn’t think B’s evening with the in-laws could be topped but then you go and drop an organ! Damn!
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    <br />That’s determination.
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    <br />Get well soon and let us know when we can come see you in the little gown. And just remember: I expect all these hospital visits to be payed back in full when my asthema develops into full-blown emphasema later in life!
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  3. February 28th, 2005 at 04:54 | #3

    Think of it this way: maybe the living will is a good way to look at things and think, ‘what do I care about? what’s really important to me in my life?’
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    <br />Then again, it’s about 3AM and I get more new-agey and spaced-out the less sleep I get.

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    February 28th, 2005 at 04:54 | #4

    You know family gets first dibs at the pr0n so if you don’t take it with you it should go to the next in the T-line.
    <br />And I changed my mind about the jar and I agree with you about the lucite but I think that it is in your best interest to get the gb incased in a huge lucite beltbuckle.
    <br />nobody has that.
    <br />it would be the heat.

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