after thoughts

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  • 3/30

    I think what annoyed me about Liz Wheeler the other day was a combination of a number of things. My foot, recovering from arthritis and having two pens in two toes, hurt horribly. The weather, while trending in the warmer direction, is becoming damp and that’s causing distraction and a type of achiness. Liz’s tone… Read more

  • 12/27

    Now that Christmas as steamed rolled by, everything will start to become ‘normal.’ I’m not looking forward to normal. Normal often leads me to dark spaces in my mind, anxiety, becoming upset, desperate, and a very unhappy me. I I fear that I will become unstable. Not that I’m stable now… but just having people… Read more

  • 12/25

    Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah. After years of those short but important phrases being all but taboo, it’s nice that they’re back. Or, at least, back until the next wave of societal flux into something else that’s basically unrecognizable and scary. I feel like I should be cleaning the house right now. Well, it’s not really… Read more

  • 12/8

    I had a rather awkward conversation with Dr. Hill. He’s the house doctor, whatever that is. I guess he’s a big boy around here at St. Francis. ….. Well, long story short…. I finally saw a neurologist for my back. I was so bad that I was admitted to St. Francis on the same day… Read more

  • 12/4

    Well, I got one of my wishes. Sort of. I’ll be busy until next Monday or so. Well, I don’t know if sitting around in a hospital qualifies as busy. But, given my previous hospital stays, I feel uncomfortable for a couple of days, level out, and then sort of enjoy it. So… I think… Read more

  • 10/1

    Well…. I’ve got the infamous gamma radiation running in my body for the next four to six hours and another hospital bracelet to add to my collection. I think I’m up to at least three or four now. I would have more if I would have kept the psyche ward and St. Francis from earlier… Read more

  • 9/24

    Well…. we talked about it yesterday. Jason and me. We were distressed that Sneezles was distressed. We were upset that he was upset. We were suffering because he was suffering. At 3:15 am, some of that was resolved. Sneezles’s body finally gave out. Jason was with him till the end. He brushed, petted, watched, and… Read more

  • 9/23

    ….. Sneezles (the cat) hasn’t eaten anything in nearly a week. Or, at least about a week. He barely moves. Barely drinks. I think he mews when he doesn’t see anyone for a while or just when he has strength to do so. Quite clearly, he won’t be around for much longer. And there’s nothing… Read more

  • 9/21

    My word of the week is – psyops. A psyops is a psychological manipulation that causes an audience to change their behavior, thinking, culture, and objective. These manipulations are created through media, government, organizations, and foreign powers. My current list includes, but is not limited to: – Body positivity– GMOs– LGBT– Ultra Processed Foods– Climate… Read more

  • 9/3

    Jason is in Indy until Thursday evening. The state is having its annual get together where they all get drunk… I guess. They network and go to random seminars and whatnot on the tax payer dime. I think it’s good. It’s good for him to get out, although I wish he would have remembered to… Read more