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Those are never fun.I spent much of the afternoon in hospital for a consultation with an anesthesiologist who is going to put me to sleep when i have my intervention. My stomach is playing silly sods again so they want to do a colonoscopy and an endoscopy. They assure me they will use different scopes.
That man has overloaded and destroyed many a gaydar in his day.
I want out, I have too much energy to work right now. I want to go for a run or something!
Listening to music, Panic! At the Disco comes on random. Hoo boy, the memories flood in. This album came out the year I lost my voice, and I remember it vividly because it was autumn or near enough to it, and I would just drive, singing these songs at the TOP of my lungs. My friends and I knew the lyrics, we'd play it on the way to the bar, everybody just singing their hearts out.
Windows down, hands out, wind rushing by, singing with friends.
I remember after my accident I would just cry and cry, breaking down in my car because I couldn't sing the songs (and then I'd have to pull over because during that first year if I would get choked up I'd have trouble breathing too).
Somehow I still listen to these songs fondly though!
Give me envy give me malice baby give me YOUR attention, give me envy give me malice baby give me a break! When I say shotgun you say wedding, shotgun wedding shotgun wedding!
(Taking this off random and just listening to the album now)
I've had neither but I've been told the pre-procedure goop they make you drink is far worse than the procedure itself. Hopefully they find an easy fix.
Those are never fun.
Reminds me I still have to go pick up the prep for mine in a couple weeks. ****ty, ****ty times ahead of us, we have.