April 8th, 2003
|02:16 am - and we will never sever|
ATTN: if you have posted anything i should see in the past month or so, let me know. i do not have the inclination to catch up on how far behidn i am
i had a good time at lunch today. people were nice to talk to. friends are neat-o, even when i'm sad and paranoid.
oh yeah, when i got back last night, in a deathly mood, i found a birthday note left on my desk from julie. thanks julie! that cheered me up a lot
had an eye apointment today, i am not a fan of those. but appraently im not going extra blind so thats good to hear. he has a new glaucoma testing machine, so instead of slowly prodding my eye, he can quickly poke it with a whirring stick that sounds like it's drilling. that freaked me the hell out. i dont like having things stuck in my eyes. i also dont like the novacaine drops, but theyre better than feeling it i suppose. right before he poked, he says to me "now i want you to stare straight ahead and breathe normally, you shoudlnt feel anything. and if you do feel anything.... then just breathe normally." i was like, oh okay thanks i'll do that please dont stab my eyes out
King Nixon (11:26:39 PM): whats wrong with us kitty
heartsarefire (11:26:51 PM): we're sad but we dont do anything about it
King Nixon (11:27:14 PM): ive tried to do things and they didnt work
heartsarefire (11:27:29 PM): yeah same here
i guess that's all there is to say
state: i just listened to this song like 10 times
np: Primitive Radio Gods-Ghost of a Chance
what freaky eye doctor do YOU see? when I get glaucoma tested I get a puff of air in my eye, yo. not some freaky stabbing machine.
word, same here. i hate the puff but it's better than something going INTO my eye. which is only one of my bodily fears/quirks.
actually tho, every eye dr ive been to has done pokey glaucoma tests. i dunno
you have the FREAKY DOCTORS
also, I posted a happy birthday wish. you go read it. its for YOUQ Also, I basically make you read my journal every day because everything that happens in my life is EARTHSHATTERING so just keep that up, yo. Its all about ME, Dan. ALL ABOUT ME. ME being Mel. not me being someone else saying me.
|Date:||April 8th, 2003 05:45 am (UTC)|| |
umm john came back for a bit.
have you read my entires over the past month? probably, but possibly not.
so yeah, your little summary of your eye test? makes me want to puke. eyes=blahhhh. puke puke puke.
and blah. we're so fuckin depressive. it rules.
Dude, where are your balls? Just kiddin' Dan. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
i'm 21 now! that means my balls are huge!!
|Date:||April 9th, 2003 01:36 am (UTC)|| |
and you can dip them in alcohol without it being illegal. unless that is always illegal in your prefecture.
i think it depends who licks them clean
dan birthday! your entry creeped me out. don't talk about things going into eyes. i hope you get a prescription for weed.
i'm not a fan of eye things either, but i faithfully report my life. i hope i get a prescription for eye drilling machines
your objectivism amazes me.
|Date:||April 9th, 2003 01:34 am (UTC)|| |
better advice would be, "and if you feel something, slowly move your head back instead of very quickly plunging it forward, as that will impale your eyes".
on the bright side, if you stabbed your eyes out, you wouldn't have to worry about glaucoma testing.
i believe princess has glaucoma, though that's fairly normal for an old dog. she also has arthritis, so she gets meds for it now. it's liquid that tastes like chicken. you feed it to her by soaking bread in it. now's that is a lot more genis than hiding pills in cheese. princess usually ate those, but max would always eat the cheese and leave the pill on the floor. sometimes she'd bat it around the room. i don't think it works that way.
we wrap moki's pills in beef. she doesn't actually chew so it works.