• The people who run Comcast are nazis.
• I have an appointment with a doctor on Monday - for my back/neck injury. I can’t take it anymore. I’ve put off going to a doctor for way too long…now I just can’t put it off anymore. I hurt too much everyday.
• I’m boycotting Hormel. I’ll write a separate blog entry with all the details.
• I’ve been boycotting KFC for almost four years…for similar reasons.
• I’m no longer a member of PETA. I used to be a very active member…and was proud of it. For a while, though, they’ve been pretty unreal. I am ALL for animal welfare and all that jive. The people at PETA, though, are way too over the top for me anymore. I don’t want to associate myself with a group of people who are that flippin’ far out in left field.
• I know I’ve said it before, but I CANNOT WAIT to do that lemonade cleansing diet thing. I’m dying with anticipation!
• Monday, September 29, 2008 is National Coffee Day! Can you believe it?! The day before my birthday is National Coffee Day…then my birthday is on the 30th of September..and then Casey’s birthday is on the 1st of October!!! Talk about a three day run of awesomeness! w00h00!
• I’m hungry.
• I heard from my good friend, Jenn. I’m so happy and relieved to know that she’s happy. She’s been through so much crap in her life…it does my heart good to know that she’s being taken care of and that she’s content. We haven’t been friends for that long (less than a year), but we both agree that it feels like much longer. I’m so lucky to have such awesome people in my life.
• I already mentioned that the people at Comcast are total nazis, right? Okay…just making sure. 
• I’m wearing my son’s shirt today. He got kinda pissy when he saw that I had it on. (doh!) I told him, “Hey! It was left in the dryer. Items in the dryer are fair game!” He didn’t like that too much. He never even wears this shirt, so gosh…I don’t see what the big deal is. I told him that we should work some sort of barter out so I can just keep the shirt. He’s willing to humor it…all I have to do is come up with something good in exchange. That shouldn’t be a problem.
• I took a Baclofen earlier and now my tongue is totally numb. 
Man, that’s a weird feeling.
• I’ve been having some really freaky dreams lately. I wouldn’t say they’re nightmares…just really intense and trippy.
• Lonnie keeps bananas in the fridge, and I freakin’ hate that. GROSS! Who wants a cold banana? Not me, darn it.
• Why am I such a sucker for these Internet thingies where you type in what you’re doing? I love them…not just a little, either. I LOVE them!
• I got an account at Plurk the other day. I really, really like it there. The only problem is remembering to post on it. I have so much other junk going on that I sometimes space out!
• In case you haven’t noticed yet, my site is back to running smoothly. Yay! I got sick and tired of it being so slow, so I took some time to look through my code and make sure it was all okay. I’m so happy I did that. I found a section of code that had, for some reason, gone all screwy. Now the site is loading at a proper rate and everything. Yesss! Such a relief! I don’t have to worry about transferring it to a different server or anything.
• I’m getting a headache.
• I cannot get enough of the Instant Rimshot! I have that sucker ready to go at all times. When Lonnie says something funny, BAM! I hit the red button. Even if he’s not saying something funny, I hit it. It kinda pisses him off when I hit the button when he’s in the middle of being upset with me for something…but that just makes me do it even more! Hahaha…I’m such a turd.
• It’s 10:15 at night and I’ve not eaten anything yet today. I suppose I should probably do that soon.
• Lonnie just decided to reboot the server and not tell me about it. I’m sitting here cussing at my computer thinking the reason I can’t access anything is because it’s a piece of crap. Come to find out, he rebooted the server without saying a freakin’ word. How irritating.
• My hair is getting so grey. I knew I had lots of greys in there, but wow. I took a picture of myself two days ago and saw how much the greys stand out. It’s depressing. I’m going to dye it. I feel so old, ugly, and dumpy with the greys showing like this. I let Lonnie convince me not to cover ‘em up for long enough. Now I’m going to do what I want to do.
• I’m craving an Oreo milkshake from Jack In The Box. Oh man, those are SO good. Way too fattening, but still…incredible. (That was a picture of Lonnie’s strawberry shake and my Oreo shake from almost a year ago, BTW. I made that picture for him and posted it on his MySpace page.)
• Okay, that did it. Talking about an Oreo shake made me really hungry. I think I’m going to go eat…finally.
Stumble It!
Hopefully the neck / back thing is not something serious that a pill or minor Chiropractic massaging won’t help.
Now I’m curious regarding the Hormel & KFC boycotts.
With your tongue numb, can you talk normally?
I think Lonnie’s hush hush Server Reboot was payback for your Rimshots.
Hey, High 5 on the Oreo Shake from Jack In the Box!
I just noticed that your nose is pierced.
Looks nice!
I agree with Carlos’ payback theory. That’d certainly explain it.
Plurk
i got that mail from you and i did try to sign up but i could not fill the “Name&Last Name” Section 
Damn them..i sent a mail to them on the problem!.. 
Hop you get better soon …
Did i mention i Got the word`s ” people at Comcast are total nazis” Got stuck at my head now!!
Yow Carlos what`s up Man
What? It is? Karen’s nose is pierced? Or is the Smiley significant in that you’re jokingly referring to her nostrils?
Speaking of cold bananas, I just had a Candy Apple for the first time in YEARS. It was good, but Day-Um! That shell was rough on the gums. Shees! I don’t know. I think a banana chilled in the fridge is much better than a banana sitting out there in the sun on the table or counter.
Plurk? That sounds like a typical sound effect from Mad Magazine.
Hey, Amir … you want to volunteer to jump out of a cake on Karen’s birhtday?
I’ll reply to your comments in order…
Carlos - I went to the ER AGAIN last night in an attempt to get some relief from this pain. I got absolutely nothing but essentially told that I’m a junkie looking for narcotic pain meds for my own pleasure.
NOTHING could be further from the freakin’ truth. I am so incredibly offended, hurt, and disgusted with the situation. I have herniated disks, bulging disks, degenerative disk disease, and nerve damage…yet I’m only in the ER because I want to get high off of pain meds?! What the fuck ever. (excuse my f-bomb…I’m super pissed.) If I wanted to get high, I would simply ask my son to hook me up with a joint.
I have lost what little faith I had in the medical field. I’m going to be contacting my attorney to let him know what’s going on. I don’t deserve to be treated as though I am some junkie who is simply looking to get high.
I’m sorry…I’m just really upset right now.
As for the Hormel/KFC boycotts; I will post something about it ASAP!
I think you might be right about the rimshot theory.
Oh well. It won’t stop me from using it. 
I might write a blog entry about the treatment…or lack thereof I got last night. I’m sitting here crying…literally sobbing over the way I was treated. They talked down to me and made me feel as though I was doing something illegal or wrong by asking them to help me. Isn’t that what doctors are supposed to do?
Yes, I will blog it. I need to get it out. It’s ripping me up inside.
Casey - Thank you! I’m glad you like it.
Carlos - Yeah, it is.
Having Amir jump from my cake would totally make my year!
Amir - I’m sorry to hear that you had issues with Plurk. It’s no big deal, though…if it’s a total pain, don’t even bother.
That sucks that you got treated that way.
Jerks. Contact your attorney and have him/her wreak some havok. 
They’re good at that kind of thing.
That’s what I’m planning on doing first thing Monday morning. I have a good attorney, so I have faith that things will get straightened out properly…whatever that means.
Hopefully it all works out for the better.
It will eventually…one way or another. I really don’t have a choice. This injury can’t just miraculously cure itself…although that would be sweet!