"When the last thing living dies,
my job will be finished.
I'll put the chairs on the tables,
turn out the lights,
and lock the universe behind me
when I leave."
--Death, DC Vertigo

If Jesus died for our sins, what’s the big deal. I realize it’s an old point to make, but if Jesus died for our sins, what’s the fucking problem. All these goddamn Christians are trying to stamp out sin so Jesus’ death will have been in vain. Not me, damn it. I’m out there every day strangling midgets and getting fisted in truck stop bathrooms for the Lord.
--T-Shirt Hell newsletter for April

Once Upon a time, I died. And, like my namesake, I got better. Part of me will always hope the same holds true for my husband.
--Phoenix, Marvel Comics

Okay, now that all of that's out of the way...

So, my beloved got sick a few weeks back. This was just after I had fought off a sinus infection, something I've been having to deal with from time to time; living in the South. I don't think I had any sinus problems up North, though I had some to deal with in California. I'm alergic to CA's state flower, the Golden Poppy. Mind you forgive me if you've heard some of this twice. I think I posted something about it somewhere this week, but I have no idea where.

Well, Beth's illness was pretty damn hard on her, because it was a nasty stomach virus, and her gallbladder was kicking her ass. I have a stomach like a tank, and the idea that making her drink fluids might actually be hurting her in some way was totally foreign to her. She tried to tell me that it hurt to drink, but there was no way the message could get through to me. Imagine me telling you that I can't type a journal entry because the keys are too geometrical for my fingers. Yeah, it was that hard for me to get my head around "Can't drink, belly hurts."

Well, the gods were sure ready to make sure I got this damn lesson toot sweet, as someone who knows nothing about french would tell you. Because my immune system was off in Geneva or something, recovering from the sinus infection, I caught my beloved's stomach flu. Now, I've had stomachaches, but not really many since I moved out of my mother's house, and can control the ammount of pepper and cinnemon I'm exposed to. Yeah, I still can't spell cinnemon. I had food poisoning once, during my Amazing Ames days, and that was damn near worse than death, but that's about it. I mean, my normal meals consist of chili with chili powder, chili peppers, jalapenos, jabineros, garlic salt, garlic powder, minced garlic, bacon bits, and whatever else I can find. I love that shit. And I don't even get the runs or nothin' from it. Like I said, my stomach's a tank. Normally....

This flu took the tank, and kicked it's ass. And if you don't like that particular forced analogy, then you're just a weasel in a cardboard shirt.

Ever sip of Gator Aid was painful. I had no idea such a thing was possible. Pain from 3 oz. of Gator Aid? Inconceivable! Yup, I can spell 'inconceivable,' thanks to Snoopy cartoons. Hey, he had a Jew's Harp, you had to remember what he told you!

So, I worked 3 hours on Monday, and missed tuesday and Wedensday entirely. I also went to the doctor, just for the note, since I knew what was wrong with me. I used one of my 3 free doctor's visits, since I have health insurance at Wal-Mart. I wanted to save them up for serious injuries, but Beth thought it fool-hardy to assume I'd have three of them in the next nine months.

She might have been right, but we won't know for nine months, now will we?

Damn right...

So, I was pretty miserable for awhile, and it was really sucky. Beth lost ten pounds on her illness, and I only lost five, so I think that's a gyp, too. Of course, she threw up a dozen or more times and I threw up ZERO times. Hey, the tank was only half-down, I guess. I did get me some of that lovely diariah, but I don't know why people are down on diariah. I mean, it's poop, but it's liquid. It comes out all easy, and makes a cute splashing sound. Dude, sign me up!

but, I digress...

I'm better now, for the most part. I mean, I ate a hot pocket sub thingie and survived. That sounds like "better" to me. Still a little shaky, and a bit weakish. Of course, if I could figure out how to translate Audible dot com's files into mp3s, i think I'd feel a hell of a lot better....

So, I have off work tonight, too. My next paycheck's gonna suck. I'll get eight hours of sick pay, but it's too late to get it this week. I missed two days last week and two and a half this week. That's like missing an entire week. I SHOULD get paid for two of them, if all is well.

I just hope Beth goes a few weeks without getting sick again. She really shouldn't be working with the GP. She gets sick off of ANYBODY...

Okay, well, enough of that...

Charles, I love that jpeg of the Saturday's Market car. I'd like to post it here, if you don't care...

But, for now, I'm gonna abstaine. I don't feel like uploading it. I *DID* decide to upload a screenshot of my desktop. I think it would be fun to show off my desktop image with each entry. I think everyone should do it, it would be groovy...

My current desktop image is my Apartment in Millersburg. I lived above the Millersburg Pharmacy, and though George was a total asshole, I really liked having the place. I never thought I'd be able to live with someone, and living there with Michelle was total HELL, but I wouldn't be able to go back to living alone, after having Beth with me for three years. I've grown quite used to having someone on my own level to talk to. Mind, I also like having the cats. It's nice to be able to win any argument by scooping your opponent up, and locking them in the bedroom for an hour. Not that they care much, they've got food dishes and a shitter in there, they just don't get to bask on their favorite couch if they piss me off too badly...



Also, I'm going to start posting my favorite image of the day each day that I write an entry. Today's image is from quite a fucked up source...

I was playing with a torrent site, which I posted a link to the other day, and I found some jpeg downloads that were over a gig each. I grabbed them all, but I think only one downloaded before I got impatiant with them and deleted the rest. It was a HUGE series of images from Suicide Girls dot com. They were the girls whose names started with A, B, or C. I burned them to a CD, since I've archived almost every image that's hit this computer since the day I got it (tee hee), then started the process of deleting the 99 percent of them that I wasn't going to keep. Most of those girls are skanks or goth whores. For those of you who don't know, Suicide Girls is a site for nude gals, though no sexual penetration, who want to dress up and play with fake knives, black makeup, or tubs full of red kool-aid. Yeah, that's how I feel, too. But this one girl had a thing for toys; literal toys. She did a scene where a ton of old Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (yes, I'm still pissed off, mom) figures grabbed her, stripped her naked, and bound her. At the end, they gathered around a real pizza for a post-coitus feast. That image is my image of the day, and the rest of that girl's shots hit my wastebasket...



Hey, I wrote a journal entry! Yay for me!

I might be able to get back into it, if I'm sharing images on a regular basis...

That is, if i don't get too busy with my new collection of GameBoy Advance ROMS.

***NOTE*** I accidentally closed this window just now, and thought I lost all this. THIS is why livejournal ROCKS OUT LOUD! They have this auto-save feature. You don't even have to do anything, it just saves for you! Bless yer little hearts, dudes and dudettes!

Okay, now I was going to say, for those of you who don't know about ROMs and such, or those of you who do and just haven't gotten the gameboy ones, there's a tiny collection of JUST the ones that you'd want if you had any taste at all, here: http://www.doheth.co.uk/roms/

All of the links work, btw. It's got the Zelda stuff, the Pokemon stuff, the mario stuff, etc. Now, it's only legal to download them and keep them if you own the real ones, of course. Remember that..