Today is somewhat “teh suck”. Looking forward to it ending, not so much looking forward to having to go to work, as work is one of the reasons I feel like I want to lie in bed for three days.

Things are coming together, but in some ways it feels as those things are flying apart faster and faster as shit spins out of my control.

It also seems as if I’ll be damned to make a decision. Also second guessing everything. This has been going on for a time, and the thought of it continuing bugs me.

So, yeah. Nebulous. What? Random. Words can be fun.

Website work will start shortly – a test run video was made with my partner in crime – I think we did damn good. I enjoy “winging it” a bunch it seems.

Not sure what anyone else will say, but I was damn funny as usual. I deserve my own venue.

In other rambling news, the rib injury is going strong. No kidding it could take 3 – 4 weeks to heal webmd.com.

Also lately I’ve been dealing with some random vertigo.  Found out it’s super easy to have some swelling in your inner ear when sick or dealing with allergies (which I just was and suffer from).

Anyone want to guess what the potential long-term healing time frame for that could be? That’s right – 3 – 4 weeks.

Anyway it’s not that bad. Occasionally I feel like the room is moving without me doing anything, but I haven’t fallen or vomited or spun right off the face of the earth, so I keep on keeping on.

No I haven’t been to a doctor to confirm any of this, but it’s either what I say it is, or my body is riddled with tumors. Either way I’d need to suck it up, so, like, whatevs man.

Anyway there’s other stuff bugging me, but it involves others whose business is none of yours – unless you happen to be the one I’m alluding to. If you’re fancy, it’s probably you – and I have to say though I was glad to see you come on MSN tonight, it lets me know you’re still here.

So after all this wanker-postery (I made that up – refer to previous wanker post for definition), I need to begin making decisions regarding myself, because I’m concerned the universe really doesn’t seem to have too many more plans for me. At least not lately. I need to stir some shit up myself.

*Shakes computer furiously*

So I’m no doctor, but I think my rib is bruised. Reading up on it, the name for this bothers me, because really, it’s not my actual rib that was bruised, but the muscle surrounding it. Misnomer alert

Whatever you want to call it, it hurts like hell to do anything.

Let this be a lesson to you kids, if you’re currently sick and/or suffering from allergies and think you’re going to have a coughing/sneezing fit….make sure your body is ready for it.

In my defense, I suspect I did this after waking in the night and having a sneezing fit, then passing back out.

It hurts.

Ouch.

Oh, it’s Thanksgiving as well. I am thankful for the pile of dirty dishes I refuse to clean as my chest muscle in the right side of my body hurts too much to want to clean. Plus, fuck that, they’re dirty dishes dude.

For Christmas, Lee wants a dishwasher – either the appliance, or a girlfriend willing to do them. Taking applications for both.

(What Lee fails to acknowledge is that any girl who would willingly do his dishes would probably not interest him – he’d be happy with the one that kicked his ass to do them himself)

*ED. Note – the term “wanker post” is a new tag I thought up to describe what a self-indulgent, boring post should be tagged*