All's not quite so well.

I am on drugs. Currently it's Oxycodone which is secret generic slang for Percoset. Priorly it was Hydrocodone which is generic slang for Vicodin. Both are good.

You see, about four hours after we achieved our new washing machine, my right foot started hurting. To properly describe the sensation in my foot you would need to imagine what it would feel like if you dropped a washing machine on your foot.

HOWEVER.

I did not drop a washing machine on my foot. I'm sure of it. I don't recall doing any wrong whatsoever to my foot. But it's damn busted nevertheless.

Actually, it's not busted. I got x-rays. Here are x-rays:




The x-ray came back negative for breaks and positive for nothing wrong.

So they said maybe it was a STRESS FRACTURE. And I got sent for a BONE SCAN. I will have to post the bone scan pictures later because I didn't scan them yet - but trust me -- they are definitely worth posting because they are some strange shit.

And still they show nothing is broken.

But my foot hurts, so I get to take pain medicine for a week and then wear a dumb foot boot for two weeks.

I'm really glad we didn't spend the money for FREE DELIVERY of that new washing machine.

never gets finished

Last night I was revisited by an old feeling. It was one of those I really didn't miss having.

Last night was the first time in a very long time the thought crossed my mind that it would be easier to just fucking end it all.

It didn't come along full-formed with a plan, but it was there and it didn't go away for quite a while. Actually, it's still kinda hanging out in the back of my head almost like it pulled up a chair and decided to stay for awhile. I think it still has its coat on, tho, so maybe I can kick it out today.

Maybe I'll come back and edit this later to try to go through what brought about this feeling. It might be helpful to me to spill my thoughts out. Maybe not. Who knows?

Everybody in your town could eat at Fogo de Chao every day for the rest of their lives... and even get a slice of cake, too.

Cost of the War in Iraq

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Instructions, please?

Say I get a headache and I find some medicine in the cabinet.

How do I go about using the medicine I've found to alleviate my headache?

I suppose I should mention the medicine I've found is in a little tube like a giant lipstick and the sticker on the tube says, "HeadOn."

So... does anyone know what I should do with this stupid shit?

I tried rubbing it on my armpits like deodorant but that didn't seem to do much for me.

Maybe this bit from Wikipedia sheds some light on why it didn't seem to work:

Chemical analysis has shown that the product consists of almost entirely wax. The two listed active ingredients: white bryony (a type of vine) and potassium dichromate are diluted to .000001 PPM and 1 PPM respectively.^[2] At these levels it is unlikely that they have any effect.

I'm going to try rubbing it on more parts tomorrow.