Again, Typo's.. do I care? no.

Three pieces to this post, and a birth announcement.

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1. I remember what I was going to say about Utah now!
If I had gone into it last night I would have said something about what you shouldn't do while in Utah and stretched it out into some wordy nightmare. I
think I can break it down without all the smoke blowing :) Here is a short summary of them:

a) Don't tell the cashier at the airport gift shop that you support any state that can make fun of themselves while purchasing the Polygamy Porter Ale mug.

b) Don't wear your Jenna Club hat. At all. Especially when following closely behind an airport security officer as if to insinuate an 'escort'

c) Don't work on your porn review in the terminal while waiting for your connecting flight.

d) Glass walls. They suck. Don't sit against them.

e) Don't tell the locals they shouldn't have their children in the terminal 'smoke-boxes', they apparently think 9 wk olds don't mind carcinogens.

f) Don't say "God-damnit you suck ass" too loud while on the phone. In fact, don't say the lords name in vain at all.

g) Don't expect to find a bathroom stall to masturbate in. They don't flush their toilets.

Okay, the 'do's':

DO masturbate in a bathroom stall in Utah (if you can find a flushed toilet). Holy shit it's fun and the bathroom clears out quickly.
DO notice that there's 15 guys to every available woman there.
DO notice that there's no trees... anywhere in Salt Lake.
DO notice that the airport is about as big as a spit and just about as entertaining.
DO notice that the airport bar is empty but there's no room at the Burger King.

DO remember that it is entirely possible for your connection flight to be a twin-prop nightmare that flies at ONLY 3500 feet, and you may sit on for 2.2 hours next to a man with a stutter. Though, he was a nice man... Until he started making phone calls mid-flight.


Couldn't not write this
2. Not knowing what's up is like trying to kick through a cardboard box with duct taple:

Dear you.

Somedays I do good, somedays I do not so bad. I mean, I've pretty much identified and accepted the fact that things are the way they are. It helps to know that the friendship was the priority and nobody stepped away on bad terms.

But today I heard that song on Backdoor Sliders blog and I halted for a very long time. It was almost like everything came back for a second and I missed you all over again from the beginning.... So today I guess I was not so bad.

I really don't know why it stopped my blood cold like it did... Maybe it's because the memory of your rant about the music video made me laugh. It's still a great song though.

But it makes me wonder if it had been easier to deal with if we had left on bad terms? Although I know in my heart thats not so. I never had the opportunity to just say thanks to you for the lessons you taught me, the times you made me laugh and defended me. I think I'm a little bit stronger and even perhaps a little more of a person having known you, so I'm grateful.

I think I appreciate the opportunity for letting me know -you- the most. So with that being said I guess I just want you to know that more than anything I think about you.... and I pray for you. I wonder if you ever made it back to play on the big toy, or got around to reading your book again.

And I suppose a big part of me just hopes you are and would somehow shout out an hey and a ho... I don't think you'll ever really get this letter and well I don't expect to hear from you realistically, but I can hope.

Most of all I hold close to me the image that in all you are well and that you're holding the hands of a little soul that loves you just as much as you love.

With Warmest Regards.


And baby makes three
3. So I started this therapy a couple of months back. I can't go into too much detail about it but it's a scientific trial that deals with stem cell research (now do you understand why I can't say anything?) yep... politics. Anyway...

A couple months ago I lost a kidney donor to a tuberculosis history and got pretty down in the dumper. My specialist mentioned trying this non-FDA approved trial that was currently being offered to terminal patients needing organ transplants... and yeah, I qualified.

I figured what else did I have to lose? Right?
I'm already on a three-injection-a-day therapy for the Addison's *shrug* but that's stabilizing and with any luck it will push into submission status... It's just a matter of the waiting game.

This bi-weekly dose I take is a DNA multi-booster cocktail made to go in to the damaged organ and repair and/or rebuild the soft tissue of the impaired part. It's highly controversial and not very accepted round these parts but I figure if it keeps me alive I could give a rats ass about what anybody else thinks.

Ho, there's side effects though... Wanna hear a couple?

-- Weight gain. I currently weigh 120 and I wear a size 4 instead of the previous size 2 and a weight of 107.
-- Confusion and poor judgement. Like this is something new.
-- Anemia. I bleed like a stuck pig's jugular.
-- Change in libido. I still have yet to see that change.
-- Independant organ re-generation. Sounds like something right out of a science fiction novel, doesn't it? Sure thing! But no, it's true. I was warned when I signed the disclaimer that it's entirely possible I could grow a third kidney or some strange way-ward secondary mutated organ next to my left kidney.... COOL!!!

So for weeks Ive been monitored closely, having ultrasounds every week and blood tests bi-weekly. For the last month or so I've watched my poor little filters go from 10% L/ 65% R to 75%L/99% R.. and to that I say HOORAY.

This last weeks ultrasound detected something a little... umm well some kind of wonderful I think. And with that I leave you with the birth announcement... SO wish I had a picture of the ultrasound to go with it... dammit.

Welcome Em's new kidney!!
Birth date: May 27th (approx.)
Weight: .019 ounces
Length: 2.1 centimeters
APGAR score: 10 (fully functional)

It still has yet to be decided whether it's a boy or a girl. I figure only time will tell... If it gets to full growth and then get's all lazy on me... well you know what that means. :)

Have a good weekend everyone!
Im going to go try and get laid now.