For the past four weeks or so I have been a listless lump of nauseated human lying on the couch. I can barely recall much that’s happened (other than the pee tests and doctor’s visit confirming our pee tests) as it’s all become a blur of “I don’t feel so good…” and catnapping away the pain. Though the Medi-Cal office experience does stick in my brain, mostly because of the DMV-like atmosphere but with less English and more screaming children.
With exception to this past weekend, the nausea has finally started to lift. I can eat small amounts of food until I just feel full. Like the kind of full you are at Thanksgiving when grandma offers you pie directly after your third helping full. Yet, an hour later, I’m hungry again, scrounging around the kitchen looking for a food that doesn’t repulse me simply by seeing it.
Creatively, this has all left me at a great standstill. No one’s very creative while paying homage to the porcelain throne, even this mercurial scribe… (more…)
Notice this post is 2 days late? It isn’t posted on Friday but instead a Sunday afternoon?
That is a violation of the deadline.
Before I started to seriously consider writing for a living, I researched the meaning of several words used frequently in the writing word to educate myself in what they really meant. Deadline was one of those words. I found the definition so enlightening that I actually have it posted on my desk (more…)
For those of you who do not know, I am in the process of starting my freelance writing career (though it feels more like trying to start my career) and thus my website. Since my go at building my own website with my so-so knowledge of HTML has only irritated me without much progress, I am turning to you, my readers, for a bit of advice. (more…)
With all the drama of late, I’ve been doing all I can to stay sane and focus my mind on something other than depression or money. My personality lends itself towards dealing with stress in precisely two ways: research and organization. I suppose I’m like this because it gives me some sense of control over the direction of my life. I feel like I can at least do something to improve the situation to my liking and that is enough to keep me afloat, at minimum.
In this case, it’s been (again) precisely two things I’m honing in on with laser-like intensity… (more…)
