Focus

OK! So, I had a doctor’s appointment Wednesday afternoon with my family doctor to check and see what the heck is wrong with me. And after talking to the doctor for a few minutes, she decided to do some blood work and see if they could find out what was wrong with me that way (good luck and God be with you). So, they took 3 blood samples, and they just called me back to tell me that it isn’t my Thyroid as they thought it might be (though Mom wants me to go to a doctor that specializes in that area to recheck it…/shrugs). They said that my White blood cell count was up and my SED was up which indicates inflimation and/or infection. They recommended seeing a gastrointoriologist (and I’m pretty sure I screwed up that word). So...yeah. Don’t know exactly what that all entails, but that’s the results of that.

In other news, I’ve recently been moved to Lacey’s corner. That happened this past Friday. So now, I have two monitors, sound, and a computer that doesn’t move slower than a retarded sponge.That’s so awesome. I can’t tell you how much I enjoy it. And I can’t say how much I will be enjoying it once I start bringing my own CDs in ^____^ hehe..

So, yeah…trying to focus on good stuff...because bloody hell week has begun and I’m feeling even more bitchy than usual. It doesn’t help that Lacey’s leaving this week, and Boss Lady is hoping to heap a bunch of her duties onto my plate…right. But no…no, I’m not focusing on that. I’m focusing on the fact that I have a nice new spot, tucked away in a corner where I feel nice and secure, next to the fax machine and shredder (so I don’t even have to walk across the room to get to them), with dual monitors that I can watch my pictures slide onto...and I can listen to music…Yeah...that’s what I’m gonna focus on. Because…life’s short…and…crap. Bastards.

Well that’s enough from me for this post. Hope everyone’s doing ok. Later, sunshines.

 

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You Are Surrealism

Dreamy and idealistic, you've created a world that is all your own. It's very likely that you've either dabbled in drugs or are naturally trippy. You are always trying to push beyond the boundaries of your culture and society. You believe that art, love, and freedom can change the world.

What Art Movement Are You?

 

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Yaviel Isilmiel