Well so I was going to start posting more...
and then I had a bike accident. A really really bad bike accident. I ended up in the hospital for weeks and I'm still not completely recovered.
Ok.
You know I was ok with it at first. My friends would visit me and people would wish me well and yada yada ya, all the stuff that happens when you get sick.
Anyway I was not getting better and people stopped coming.
Then I landed in the hospital. NO FUN! Especially when the only channels you get have little to no crime shows on them! AHH THE HORROR! On top of that I couldn't read. I had a brain injury so for almost 2 months I could not read. In other words, my own personal hell.
Well then people started coming again and now they've stopped. And what hurts the most is that they don't call, they don't even email. And hey I can understand that they have their own lives but... people I know from online, like those of you reading this and others -cough- fanfiction-cough- have been very quick to ask me how I'm doing and keep inquiring on a regular basis. Maybe it's just because they have no lives.- I'm not saying you don't have a life I'm just saying that some of you might not. you probably do though because well...because.
Another thing that bugs me, some of the people who do write me write about how much they hate their lives. Now I understand that I'm a pretty easy person to talk to and I can help lots of people sort out their feelings... but telling me that your pissed because you had to wait in line at an amusement park pisses me off because I'm stuck at home 24/7 and the doctors tell me I'll be lucky if I can ever go to an amusement park ever again so YEA ME!
So that was my little rant about well... me and my good luck. I'm on the very very very slow road to recovery and I'm getting better.
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