Thursday, September 14, 2006

a blankish sorta post of nothings

It is 2:32 am, I have no idea why I am awake, other than the fact I have slept most of today and yesterday. And yet I know if I would actually lay down in bed I would pass out immediately. I am so tired the cookie crumb sitting idly by my keyboard keeps trying to convincing me it is a bug in a weird "lets fool chris" pact it has going with my peripheral vision. It took me a minute to remember how to spell idly and I didn't even attempt to spell peripheral correctly at all. I am kind of a blank slate feelings wise as I wait for a call from a doctor of some sort. And yes I do realize no doctor is gonna call at 2:37 am, but you never know you could have some bizarrely diligent doctor who got bored, then again I cannot even get them to call me during normal doctor hours even after three thousand messages asking for a call. I realized today that my biopsy was the third extremely long needle thrust into my numbed body for a test of some sort. That has to be a record of some sort. Well maybe not a world record, but at least an on this block record and definitely an in this house record.

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