Tag Archives: shoulder

Moods and moments

You know, I’m doing a lot better.  A lot.  It’s been long enough for my drugs to get into my system and take a pretty firm hold on whatever abnormality causes me to be shitty.  I’m almost relaxing.  I sleep … Continue reading

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Heh. It’s not funny, but…

I’m having a really hard time right now just figuring out how to pay for everything.  The problem now isn’t that we don’t have any money.  The problem now is that everyone wants paid and caught up at the same … Continue reading

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House-hubby, away!

Dishes, laundry, folding, build train track for The Boy, potty-training, review colors and/or alphabet, play with The Boy, clean the house, update blog and Facebook, learn a few things here and there myself and give The Boy at least one … Continue reading

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I hate getting old

There’s a couple things that I’ve noticed as I’ve passed the thirty year mark.  Most importantly, it’s fucked.  Nothing means what it’s supposed to mean… or, at least, what it used to mean.
My body is fucked.  Part of that is … Continue reading

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Deciding a few things

I suck at stages… or, at least, doing the stages in a particular order.  Maybe I just fucking failed that part when I was studying.  And this is just my opinion.  I’m sure that others are going to have a … Continue reading

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Fucking useless

I haven’t wanted to do much of anything since Grampa died. Maybe it was since my shoulder surgery. No… maybe it was since I started my diet, or since The Girl officially lost her job, or since the … Continue reading

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This is me

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Shoulder aftermath

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