Often

I think I am doing okay. I am, aren't I? I mean I bounced back fine from all that.

Recently I joined Facebook, which has been good. I hooked up with a lot of people I hadn't seen in years and have re-established contact with a great many of them. It has also allowed people to find me and contact me.

The one that is throwing me is the good friend of my friend Carlo. I haven't spoken to him since I left Assumption. I tried to email him about a year after Carlo died, but it didn't go anywhere. It was at the urging of a friend I did that, she thought it would help me deal with it a bit. I think it was too soon and also, I didn't have his email right.

So I just sent him an email in reply to the second email he sent me. He expressed an interest in seeing and contacting me. I would love to see him. I told him so and then I started to cry. I don't know that I wouldn't fall apart when I saw him.

I'm with her ...

... what the hell??

Horses learn drugs are bad.

Did I hear this right?

Understanding does not cure evil, but it helps.

Carl Jung

Rash

Now not only the name of a catchy new book, but my next blog entry as well. I was just reading Dooce, and it reminded me of several experiences I have had. Not the trying to find out about having cancer, but of rashed I have had. Since the beginning of time I have been prone to rashes. I get about one bad one a year. By bad, I mean it covers my entire body, or has my flesh falling off, hey, I wonder if I can classify my flesh eating disease as just the bad rash of the year? This one rash time I was in emergency, not for rash reasons, and was wearing a gown, you know, sick enough to be in emergency and without clothes, but the doctor was more concerned about all these little weird spots and told me as such. Luckily, I was seeing a dermatologist at the time. And this is how it relates. It was a TEACHING dermatologist. This rash I had, well, it was the worse on my inner thighs. You can see where this is going. Every time, and yes, I had to go multiple times because every time I went he just told me to try another anti-histamine and you know, the 5 previous ones didn't work, so guess what, the next one didn't either, I had to remove my pants and bend over the table so him and the cute medical students and wannabe dermatologists could look at my inner thighs.

Thanks for listening.

Booger of Sugar

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