A tree fell on my car
Jul. 28th, 2011 06:21 pmalternative titles: "To quote my mother, 'your brother is a stubborn stupid asshole.'" or "Why is there a hand print of bruises on my right breast?"
so let's deal with this day shall we?
1. Talked to mom and apparently my brother didn't tell them he needed more pain pills (he's done this the last two times too). rolls eyes.
2. Had to catch Soul to take him to the vet. Last night he stopped coming out again and pooped under the futon. I merely flipped the cover up and reached under it and he started howling a cry reserved for abject fear and shit himself in terror when I touched him. I didn't even grab him, I just touched his fur. I had to haul him out. The vet said that there is nothing wrong with him. The lumps are calluses on his legs and a normal variant on his wrist. She said for his sake and my own, Soul has to go. We're going to try to find him a home. This is hard for me. I never had it happened that I had to give a cat I owned to a shelter (I have given two to my parents but that wasn't the same). right now he's by my chair, too terrified to go back under the futon. I'm going to have to separate him from Kanda who now induces terror when he was just a month ago a beloved playmate.
3. Stepped outside and saw the almost ripe tomatoes had been coon-robbed (my landlord trapped FOUR of them last night)
4. Heard something hit the dumpster behind the building today at work, thought huh, I don't see anyone dumping in there and I'm more or less alone in the building. I go outside to go back to the vet and see a TREE HAD HIT MY CAR. WTF universe? Luckily most of it hit the dumpster and the road and the neighboring yard and only the upper branches hit my car and pulverized into saw dust since it was a very dead tree. No dents, no scratches, how lucky. However, I had originally parked the car closer to the dumpster then said screw this it's too hot and backed up closer to the school. if I hadn't my car would be toast.
5. I spoke to my brother who couldn't talk long because of the pain and all kinds of sad and 'i shouldn't have done this.' (is there anyone ever who has a major surgery and doesn't feel this way? I know I did). He then calls me back 2 hours later to apologize for rushing me off. It's like dude, I understand. I only called, not to talk but so you didn't think I didn't care. I get you don't want to talk.
6. In the shower, thinking how did I get dirt on the cleavage side of my right boob? WTF that's a BRUISE! When I get out of the shower, I check the mirror. hmm, it's not just a bruise it's FIVE bruises. It's a freaking someone dug in fingers hand print but I couldn't figure out how or who. Then I went to do my arm exercises and realized lying on my back my hand naturally fell into that position. I must have had a bad dream and squeeze the living shit out of my own breast. Way to go loser.

This is the entrance to the Italian garden which was the smallest and least inspired of Buchart's Gardens
technically this was yesterday's post but we all know that LJ came under attack. AGAIN. some people need to get a life
so let's deal with this day shall we?
1. Talked to mom and apparently my brother didn't tell them he needed more pain pills (he's done this the last two times too). rolls eyes.
2. Had to catch Soul to take him to the vet. Last night he stopped coming out again and pooped under the futon. I merely flipped the cover up and reached under it and he started howling a cry reserved for abject fear and shit himself in terror when I touched him. I didn't even grab him, I just touched his fur. I had to haul him out. The vet said that there is nothing wrong with him. The lumps are calluses on his legs and a normal variant on his wrist. She said for his sake and my own, Soul has to go. We're going to try to find him a home. This is hard for me. I never had it happened that I had to give a cat I owned to a shelter (I have given two to my parents but that wasn't the same). right now he's by my chair, too terrified to go back under the futon. I'm going to have to separate him from Kanda who now induces terror when he was just a month ago a beloved playmate.
3. Stepped outside and saw the almost ripe tomatoes had been coon-robbed (my landlord trapped FOUR of them last night)
4. Heard something hit the dumpster behind the building today at work, thought huh, I don't see anyone dumping in there and I'm more or less alone in the building. I go outside to go back to the vet and see a TREE HAD HIT MY CAR. WTF universe? Luckily most of it hit the dumpster and the road and the neighboring yard and only the upper branches hit my car and pulverized into saw dust since it was a very dead tree. No dents, no scratches, how lucky. However, I had originally parked the car closer to the dumpster then said screw this it's too hot and backed up closer to the school. if I hadn't my car would be toast.
5. I spoke to my brother who couldn't talk long because of the pain and all kinds of sad and 'i shouldn't have done this.' (is there anyone ever who has a major surgery and doesn't feel this way? I know I did). He then calls me back 2 hours later to apologize for rushing me off. It's like dude, I understand. I only called, not to talk but so you didn't think I didn't care. I get you don't want to talk.
6. In the shower, thinking how did I get dirt on the cleavage side of my right boob? WTF that's a BRUISE! When I get out of the shower, I check the mirror. hmm, it's not just a bruise it's FIVE bruises. It's a freaking someone dug in fingers hand print but I couldn't figure out how or who. Then I went to do my arm exercises and realized lying on my back my hand naturally fell into that position. I must have had a bad dream and squeeze the living shit out of my own breast. Way to go loser.
This is the entrance to the Italian garden which was the smallest and least inspired of Buchart's Gardens
technically this was yesterday's post but we all know that LJ came under attack. AGAIN. some people need to get a life

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Date: 2011-07-28 10:34 pm (UTC)Poor Soul. But there isn't really anything you can do when there doesn't seem to be any reason why he should be so freaking terrified.
o.O Wow, that tree...geez.
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Date: 2011-07-29 01:34 am (UTC)i'm so lucky. i mean there was no reason for it to suddenly give up its fight with gravity
Poor Soul and poor you par deux
Date: 2011-07-28 11:58 pm (UTC)At least your brother is on the mend, although I'm disturbed by your sleep boob-squeezing. How very odd.
Re: Poor Soul and poor you par deux
Date: 2011-07-29 02:18 am (UTC)it is totally odd. way to maim myself in my sleep
John took a slight turn for the worse today when the spasms came back
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Date: 2011-07-29 12:03 am (UTC)You know my reaction to the rest of it.
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Date: 2011-07-29 02:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-29 12:04 am (UTC)You really do have the most alarming days...
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Date: 2011-07-29 01:56 am (UTC)it's exciting to be me
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Date: 2011-07-29 03:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-29 03:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-29 12:06 am (UTC)I'm glad to hear your brother is at least through the surgery okay. My abdominal surgery was some of the most uncomfortable (to put it mildly) I've been in my entire LIFE and it doesn't even compare to having your colon removed.
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Date: 2011-07-29 01:48 am (UTC)thanks. Yeah I can't even imagine
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Date: 2011-07-29 01:32 am (UTC)Are you sure you aren't being visited by a incubus?
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Date: 2011-07-29 01:39 am (UTC)I should hope to enjoy an incubus visit more
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Date: 2011-07-29 02:04 am (UTC)I'm so sorry that you're going to have to give Soul up, but it sounds like what'll be best for him.
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Date: 2011-07-29 02:21 am (UTC)thanks.I think it will be better for him
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Date: 2011-07-29 07:53 am (UTC)it must be so difficult for your brother.
really it does sound like poor soul is having some sort of psychotic break. it sounds like he`s hallucinating
beautiful photo
um item 6.....
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Date: 2011-07-29 12:47 pm (UTC)there are gears mashing up in that cat's head
yeah i know i know
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Date: 2011-07-29 08:44 am (UTC)Again, I wish the best for your brother. I know having an ostomy bag isn't fun--my sister had one for over a year due to her surgery--but it's better than constant pain, which I hope will let up.
Maybe a ghost felt you up in your sleep. ;-P
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Date: 2011-07-29 12:43 pm (UTC)thank you very much. Right now he's having spasms in the stump of colon they left which is perplexing to the surgeon
you know that ghost might have
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Date: 2011-07-29 11:43 pm (UTC)*big huggles*
Even Cousin Dennis said that when he heard me say "OH NO!" Read him your entry, he nodded and firmly remarked "Gal needs a few hugs. Life hasn't been kind lately."
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Date: 2011-07-30 03:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-30 03:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-07-31 04:32 pm (UTC)Glad your brother came through his surgery okay. Sorry he's still having pain, but hopefully that will resolve once it heals more.
Hard to say you're lucky you moved the car a little... considering you luck in some other things lately. But I'm glad your new car wasn't damaged.
Your boob.... I'm afraid I don't have anything to say about that.
These pictures of this garden are just gorgeous and I love them.
I have a tiny pepper growing on my pepper plant. It's about an inch in diameter now. But man oh man, I can't believe how much this plant wilts during the day. Then it perks back up at night. I don't know why. I even moved it back on the porch so it didn't get so much sun, but it still wilts very badly.
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Date: 2011-07-31 05:42 pm (UTC)thank you. My brother is home now
yeah usually I pull it where the bulk of the tree would have hit it and my coworker parks were i did that day. He wasn't there. It said it's too hot to breathe I'm taking his spot.
this garden was amazing
i have several wilting in this heat too. Without nightly watering they'd be dead in 48 hours I'm sure