Swollen

So, I've been struggling to write an update. This is mostly because it seems like too much keeps happening very quickly. I haven't felt i've quite had enough time to devote to writing about all the things going on at the moment and give them the proper quality they all deserve. So I'm just going to cover two things that are the highest on the list...

One of my closest and dearest friends, Alicia, has left for Japan. Not for vacation... for work. She's flown off into the land of the rising sun to help teach english in elementary schools. This is amazing and I'm extremely glad for her... however, I'm also extremely down about it. I thought I was okay. It seemed like I was fine. I don't think I am though...

It had happened all so soon... and time, as it currently feels, is (and was) going by way too fast. I fooled myself into compartmentalizing my feelings and thought that things wouldn't be that bad because I would go and visit a few times. That thinking was all peaches and rainbows until today. I've always thought it was funny, cliche in a movie way, that something simple like a song... or a smell... or some random exchange can bring back a flood of memories. I was driving and listening to the radio (a completely mudane task, obviously) and suddenly Give It To Me by Michael Jackson came on. Suddenly I went from fine to almost tearing up... Alicia loved MJ. It made me realize just how far away she is... I can't just hop in my car and go 10 minutes down the road to get to her. I'll only get to see her in sparce bursts whenever I can afford to take off and fly 10 hours to her. This sucks. Selfishness aside though... I am happy for her... I just wish she wasn't so far.

Secondly... Goddamn spiders to the fifth circle of Hell. You hear me arachnid nation? Damn you! I'm allergic to your bites and you seem to think I'm a tasty buffet.

One bite on each of my legs... both were given to me on Saterday... and both are swollen and as burning and itchy as a motherfucker. I'm afraid I may have to take off work in the morning because of them... which sucks because I've had to call out a lot lately (with Alicia leaving, my gramps being sick, and stressing about this and that... I'm surprised I haven't thrown my arms up and just quit). Anyway... FUCK YOU spider that bit me... I hope someone steps on you... or pokes out your many eyes.

I leave you now to look at Alicia... She wanted to be a part of this world wide Thiller dance thing back right after MJ died. I did her Zombie Make-up... and I think it came out pretty well.