Mother Fucker

I just lost a 5 paged post.  I’m pissed.

I just wrote a post that was so long, my hands now ache.  It covered all the things that had happened to me in the past year that I had not blogged about so far.  It was hard to write.  It was personal.  It was impossibly well linked.  It had pictures and trackbacks.  It told a story I have never told anyone. It was emotional. It was real.

Now it’s gone and I am so pissed off.  This hasn’t happened to me in years.  Not since WordPress Autosaved.

Yeah, well it didn’t this time.  I hit publish and it brought me to the login page.  I even tried to quickly copy the entire post just in case, didn’t work.

I am so so so so so mad.  This stuff shouldn’t happen.

I cannot type anymore, I’m nearly in tears and my hands hurt too much.  Christ. The past hour and a half was a waste.  Getting emotion out only to have it thrown away like trash doesn’t have the theraputic effect actually publishing does.  WordPress is dead to me right now.

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Don’t Think I Told Ya

So I haven’t been very good at updating, but this time around I have a really good excuse.

A little over a week ago, I had surgery on my left wrist to repair some damage from an old Starbucks accident.

It was supposed to be a really simple, 45 minutes, twilight anesthesia…  Then it got bad.  Turns out they had to cut a ligament or two, shave some bone and then put it all back together.  So right now I’ve got just one wrist that actually works.  Typing is a bitch and photography is nearly impossible.

So right now I’m a total gimp, and my medical fun doesn’t stop there!  So far this week I have had four medical tests/exams and two more coming up.  Yuck.  

Right now I feel pretty darn fine, besides the pain in my left wrist.  The vicodin helps but knocks me out and make me quite the entertainer as I attempt to walk around my apartment.  Hilarious!

Ryan and I have an adorable garden… in our living room.  It’s a little too cold to set the plants free but, soon enough.

Ok, sleepy time.  Sorry I am so random, it’s late, yeah.