I'm the Street Physician Carving Flesh Sculptures!
Apr. 18th, 2009 | 08:33 pm
Well, It's been a while since my last post. I'm slacking.
It's been a rough past two days, I tell you. Yesterday was the worst, though. Had to work pretty hard in the morning. Cut out two hours in the time if normally takes us to do this very large yard. It normally takes 5, because it has about 8 or 12 miles of sidewalk and not to mention around 70 housing units on it. It sucked. Then was lunch. I was exhausted by lunch. I think I had chicken breast with other stuff. Anyway, after that we went to another housing complex with less houses on it. Probably around 20. By the time I neared the end, I felt extremely dizzy. I could barely walk straight. Everything was spinning. I felt awful. Afterward, we had another big yard. I just couldn't handle the work load I guess. We had more yards after that. Maybe it was hypoglycemia. I felt a little better after a gatorade and a really large oatmeal pie.
Today I feel bad too. I'm exhausted still. I had a terrible night's sleep after all that working and I have yet to recover. I'm having difficulty remembering what I wanted to post about too. I'm barely talking to any of my online friends, cuz its just hard to concentrate.
Let's see what updates I need to address.
First off, Jack Canyon and The Last Revelation. I need to post that up. I might get to that tomorrow.
Secondly, I started a new story. It will be a novel. I doubt it gets put here, because I'd like it to sell as a book. I don't know what the title will be, but the entire premise of this novel and the one following it comes from a Repo! The Genetic Opera Song, "Night Surgeon". I have a twisted mind. I actually wanted to write a horror story, which is why the crime is the most terrible thing imaginable. At least, for me. It's a slow process.
I rescued a wee baby turtle, red-eared slider) from a yard we were cutting. I've dubbed him/her Jughead until I figure out what sex it is. It's quite tiny. Only about 1 or 1 1/2 inches. Where Zoe is 7 inches. I set it up in Zoe's old 20 gallon tank. He even has a small stump he can bask on. He's a weird turtle though. Sometimes he just floats in the water and doesn't swim. He's just odd. I caught him clinging to the side of that stump today. He's peculiar.
What else? I can't think of anything at the moment. It's been kind of boring besides what I've written.
It's been a rough past two days, I tell you. Yesterday was the worst, though. Had to work pretty hard in the morning. Cut out two hours in the time if normally takes us to do this very large yard. It normally takes 5, because it has about 8 or 12 miles of sidewalk and not to mention around 70 housing units on it. It sucked. Then was lunch. I was exhausted by lunch. I think I had chicken breast with other stuff. Anyway, after that we went to another housing complex with less houses on it. Probably around 20. By the time I neared the end, I felt extremely dizzy. I could barely walk straight. Everything was spinning. I felt awful. Afterward, we had another big yard. I just couldn't handle the work load I guess. We had more yards after that. Maybe it was hypoglycemia. I felt a little better after a gatorade and a really large oatmeal pie.
Today I feel bad too. I'm exhausted still. I had a terrible night's sleep after all that working and I have yet to recover. I'm having difficulty remembering what I wanted to post about too. I'm barely talking to any of my online friends, cuz its just hard to concentrate.
Let's see what updates I need to address.
First off, Jack Canyon and The Last Revelation. I need to post that up. I might get to that tomorrow.
Secondly, I started a new story. It will be a novel. I doubt it gets put here, because I'd like it to sell as a book. I don't know what the title will be, but the entire premise of this novel and the one following it comes from a Repo! The Genetic Opera Song, "Night Surgeon". I have a twisted mind. I actually wanted to write a horror story, which is why the crime is the most terrible thing imaginable. At least, for me. It's a slow process.
I rescued a wee baby turtle, red-eared slider) from a yard we were cutting. I've dubbed him/her Jughead until I figure out what sex it is. It's quite tiny. Only about 1 or 1 1/2 inches. Where Zoe is 7 inches. I set it up in Zoe's old 20 gallon tank. He even has a small stump he can bask on. He's a weird turtle though. Sometimes he just floats in the water and doesn't swim. He's just odd. I caught him clinging to the side of that stump today. He's peculiar.
What else? I can't think of anything at the moment. It's been kind of boring besides what I've written.