swarbles.
sometimes i sing.
sometimes i make things.
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i’m at my psychiatrist’s office and somebody upstairs is playing a very difficult piece on piano and they’re making small mistakes but i want to...
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Music makes the people come together
Holy frack! After lamenting over the absence of one of my most valued creative outlets, I am incredibly happy to...
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there's nothing in the constitution that says a dog can't design and regulate a currency system
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sometimes i name animals i see at the park or on the street and then wonder how they are months later
there is a duck named jimby who i have to...
i have been saving drafts of reblogs for months now and refusing to actually post them until i posted about where i disappeared to and what all has happened since then, because i suppose i feel as though i owe some sort of explanation (even though i don’t).
brevity;
since thursday, i have had an incredibly sore throat. i checked for spots and/or swelling every day, but forgot to on saturday, until later in the evening, and then discovered that the back of my throat, tonsils, and uvula were decked out in white spots. my uvula looks exceptionally droopy and upset. i’m fairly certain it’s strep throat, but it’s strange because i’ve never had strep without a fever before, and i’m pretty sure i never had a weird looking uvula during previous bouts of strep (i’m not certain about this because i never actually looked down my throat at what strep throat looked like when i was a kid. i haven’t had strep in well over ten years).
so tomorrow i’m going to try to get an appointment at my doctor’s office. i’m either going to pay seventy dollars to be told i have strep throat (which i’m pretty sure is what’s going on), or i’m going to be told that there is “nothing wrong” with me and be sent on my merry way. this is why i avoided having a doctor for so long. i’m pretty sure that if i hadn’t gotten established at this place earlier this year, i would just be ignoring it, but i am pretty miserable. i’m not getting hungry at all, maybe because it hurts to swallow so much? lots of flavor ices and toast. i do like flavor ices and toast, but i wish there were somebody sweet here to make me curried butternut squash soup and to cuddle up with.
i was going to go to bull moose at midnight to pick up mary’s voice on cd (even though i’ve already burnt it to cd for cartimes, i’m still buying it on cd because i like to have a copy of all of their releases on every format, and also because i love them dearly and support them [still waiting to make my pledge to their kickstarter campaign, but it will be happening in the next few days {also i might be making some metronome love patches to sell on etsy, and all of the proceeds would go to their kickstarter campaign. if i get around to actually making them in the next day or so}]), but now i’m just going to go to sleep.
my grandmother is unwell again. i’m not sure exactly what is going on, but when i spoke to my father today, he was saying that he’s going to be trying to get down to new jersey sooner rather than later. so. that’s not good.
but the waiting room radio show played another song of mine on their program this week, and last week’s episode is archived online. you can find broadcast times and stations, as well as last week’s archived show (#105) here.
i’ll post thoughts about mary’s voice soon, but right now, i really just need to sleep.
i’ll try to be better about blogging here at some point in time again. maybe….
wait, have i really not written an end thoughts since april? i know i posted a private thing (in may?), but i could’ve sworn i had end thought’d since then.
we’ll do a list tonight.
the first end thoughts of the new year!
