Zinged with a $220 retail sales tax bill for last year. Did I really sell that many photos?

2 years, 9 months ago

This weather is get­ting me all hot. In more ways than one.

2 years, 9 months ago

Restless Night

Starbucks Coffee

On nights like this, when I’ve been in the house by myself all day, I have a crav­ing for some­thing. Not just for a taste, but an expe­ri­ence, among the lights and the shadows.

A while ago, I found the right place with the right ambiance. A place with­out the dis­trac­tions of my house. Where I can write with­out think­ing of what other work I should be doing.

I always tell myself that I’ll go tomor­row. It’s always tomor­row (the same day that most diets start). So I force myself to get in the car and drive.

When I walk in, I have to remem­ber the nomen­cla­ture. Tall means small, grande means medium, venti means large.

Along with this crav­ing comes a thirst for some­thing sweet and warm to drink, hark­ing to the days I lived unem­ployed, and my favourite thing to do was drink all sorts of strong cof­fees and teas. My stom­ach will pay for this later.

The cups always feel nice in the hand. Maybe I’m a sucker for good design — the pure white, the clean lines, the tex­tured insu­lat­ing sleeve with promi­nent cor­po­rate logo.

Sometimes, I need to go out to be alone. A warm drink is com­pany enough.

Low of 8 last night, high of 28 today. That’s 20 degrees dif­fer­ence from morn­ing to night! How am I sup­posed to dress?!?

2 years, 9 months ago

That movie was INTENSE. I only remem­bered about 10 min­utes from before, and I have such a bet­ter appre­ci­a­tion of it, now that I’m older.

2 years, 9 months ago

So strange to see Christopher Walken play­ing a nor­mal character.

2 years, 9 months ago

Feel like watch­ing some­thing heavy. And so, The Dear Hunter. Haven’t watched it in 10+ years, with a close-minded girlfriend.

2 years, 9 months ago

Been design­ing and cod­ing all day. Taking the rest of the night off.

2 years, 9 months ago

Haven’t eaten any­thing with fiber today. Which pretty much means bananas and toast.

2 years, 9 months ago

Conflicting Medical Advice

One of the drugs I’ve been pre­scribed for my col­i­tis, Asacol, is delay-released, which means it has a spe­cial coat­ing that makes it travel through the stom­ach, and absorbed only in the colon. This spe­cific brand is released in the left and end of the colon, which is where my col­i­tis is. I often get con­flict­ing advice about how to take the drug:

  • The instruc­tions that came with the med­ica­tion say it can be taken with or with­out food
  • The first phar­ma­cist told me to wait an hour after eat­ing before tak­ing the pills
  • The sec­ond phar­ma­cist told me I didn’t need to wait and could have it with food and other medications
  • The third phar­ma­cist told me that delayed release drugs should be taken on an empty stom­ach, and may have con­flicts with other drugs
  • My gas­troin­testi­nal spe­cial­ist told me I could take it with food

It’s gen­er­ally taken that the doctor’s advice takes prece­dence over any­thing else. But as a per­son who works in the med­ical indus­try, where doc­tors are fre­quently revealed to be incom­pe­tent, I know that not all of them know what they’re talk­ing about.

Scary, for an indus­try in which we put so much blind faith. Who am I sup­posed to believe?

Me and my sis­ters, goin’ for a ride, goin’ for a ride, goin’ for a ride.

2 years, 9 months ago

Lonely night, early night.

2 years, 9 months ago

A flour­ish of blood and I’m back to square one. This is so fuck­ing depress­ing. I want to punch myself in the stomach.

2 years, 9 months ago

It’s impos­si­ble to be in a bad mood on a warm and sunny day like this.

2 years, 9 months ago

HAIR ON MY NECK HAIR ON MY NECK!!!! Does this mean I need to start shav­ing there now? And that I’m get­ting old?

2 years, 9 months ago