Friday, November 27, 2009

the past turns whole to half


[sasha parker]


The Park

Why would he come back through the park
You thought that you saw him, but no you did not
It's not him who'd come across the sea to surprise you
Not him who would know where in London to find you

Sadness so real that it populates
The city and leaves you homeless again
Steam from a cup and snow on the path
The seasons have changed from the present to past

The past...
Turns whole to half
In the past...

Why would he come back through the park
You thought that you saw him, but no you did not
Who can be sure of anything through
The distance that keeps you from knowing the truth

Why would you think your boy would become
The man who could make you sure he was the one
The one...
My one...

[YouTube] Bon Iver - The Park (Feist cover)
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

hats off to my distant hope




I finally went to the doctor today after battling strep throat since Saturday. I would have gone sooner, but Sunday my fever was so high I literally couldn't get out of bed except to piss, shit, or get out of the disgusting clothes that had become drenched in sweat in the 2-3 hours I could continuously sleep.

I go to the doctor, he gives me a prescription which I immediately get filled at the CVS practically right outside my door. I proceed to take the first dose as I'm walking through my door. 20 minutes later I have 4 small, but noticeable welt-like irritations on my face which could have been caused by my squishing the cat in my face (gotta show love somehow) but unlikely.

So I take a shower and the swelling/redness starts to go down and I don't notice as other rashes starting anywhere. I do a quick google and find that use should be discontinued with even the slightest rash. So I call my doctor back and tell the receptionist that I had an allergic reaction to the medication but that it does seems to be subsiding. She tells me she's gonna call the doc, and call me back. ok.

She calls back. She asks me if I feel any pain or swelling in my throat. I say no, not besides what comes with the strep throat I've had for three days now. She says "Ok, don't take any more of the medication and if you get any shortness of breath or a sore throat that's different from your strep throat, go to the ER." In the meantime, they're gonna send something (Benedryl) to my pharmacy to combat the reaction.

I tell her its not necessary, that the reaction is subsiding, that I really just need something to take care of this strep throat thing, to which her response was "Well we have to do this first, and we're out of the office tomorrow. If you don't feel better call us Thursday morning."

$35. poof. and I will NOT be filling a prescription for Benedryl. Nor did I fill the one for 600 mg of motrin for my "pain" which really is the very least of my worries right now.

Tomorrow I get to go to work and get people sick. yay.

On a lighter note, watch the above video. Justin Vernon makes a dick joke. haha!

[YouTube] Bon Iver - Blue Tulip (Okkervil River cover)

I'll feel your feelings crackling
For every single inch of me, I'm going to make you mean it
With every single cell of me, I'm going to make you mean the words you sigh
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