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22 January 2015 @ 07:52 pm
Rough day at work. Sometimes it's hard being supervisor over a giant klusterfuk. Usually it's gravy though.
Current Location: United States, Kentucky
Current Mood: tiredtired
18 January 2015 @ 04:56 pm
Still here.
22 March 2014 @ 10:47 am
Dear LJ,
I am still alive.
Just checking in.
16 June 2013 @ 03:42 am
or so it seems, it's been so long since I've been on here.
Not a whole lot has been going on though, the biggest thing was that our van (98 Plymouth Grand Voyager) broke down so we went car shopping and ended up with a 2000 Nissan Xterra. It's pretty bad-ass.
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Other than that, we've been doing some fishing and working on the house. Enjoying the summer and trying to get moved at the same time.
13 November 2012 @ 09:19 pm
So... apparently my step-mom removed me from facebook because I was cluttering her feed with my "devil worship". She also bitched my dad into removing me, which caused him to feel guilty so he deleted his facebook altogether.
And they wonder why I go 10 years at a time without contacting them? We had somewhat of a relationship going, once they found out I had kids they were all about the grandparent thing, but this is just the same type of shit they pulled when I was in high school.
My dad is a career stoner who was probably ecstatic when my step-mom got her GED and went to work, since he could stay at home and smoke pot all day. My step-mom is a half-crazed fundie who won't get a divorce because it's against God's will.
And they think I'm (along with my other brother's) a fuck up? Gee, I wonder why?
Nah, I'm no Devil Boy, I'm a Klusterfuk. I took all the bullshit from religion and tossed it out. So I don't believe in God and that makes me a devil worshipper? I don't believe in Satan either, get your shit right.
The kicker is that they claim I'm exposing my kids to my wicked ways. I'm a believer in freedom. If my kids want to believe in God and heaven, then so be it. I won't try to change their mind. And I'm not going to try to force what I believe upon them. There has existed thousands of religions throughout history, many before Christianity was ever invented. What makes any one more right than the others?
I believe in reality. I believe in working hard, paying my bills, loving my family, and being free.

yeah, it bothered me a little bit when i heard about that shit, mostly because i thought that they were smarter than that. i would value a relationship with my children over any religion or belief but i guess that's why i'm an outcast in my family.
03 November 2012 @ 10:13 pm
still alive.
10 October 2012 @ 10:21 pm
Before they took my gallbladder out, I would get terrible pains in my abdomen shortly after eating or drinking anything. At first, it would just be like once or twice a year but then it started doing every single time I would take a sip of water. I also started showing signs of jaundice, which is what convinced me to get checked out. They did an ultrasound and found stones blocking my bile duct.
The actual surgery itself wasn't much. I went into the hospital on a Sat, had surgery on Sun. They had to do an ercp on Mon and then I drove myself home on Tues. Even had to stop and change a flat tire on the way. After both procedures, I was able to get up and walk around without restrictions. (except for the IV in my arm)
I was off work for 2 weeks but only because I work at a sawmill, if I had worked in an office or some other less physically demanding job, I could have went back to work the next day.
The first few days after I got back home and started eating solid foods again, I would get short sharp cramps after I ate but they subsided. Then out of no where, about a month after the surgery, I started getting them more frequently and at random times, sometimes they would last for an hour or so. Not constant but in short bursts. Thankfully, that only lasted for a couple of days. Now I still get them but it's maybe two or three times a day usually, some days I get them a lot more but not often.
When I first went back to work, I was put on light duty for a couple of weeks. I would test myself every few days but I would start hurting and have to go back to light work after just a few hours of heavy lifting. And until about 2 1/2 months after my surgery, I didn't feel right. I would still get pains and cramps if I tried to do too much lifting.
Now I'm pretty much back to normal. I just can't eat greasy foods unless there is a bathroom close by so I've changed my diet somewhat, which was for the best anyways.
It was kind of funny, the hospital was full so they had to put me in the first room that became available, which happened to be in the oncology ward. The nurses thought I was the best patient ever because they didn't have to do anything but give me Demerol and check my temperature. Also I slept a lot because of the Demerol, so I guess I wasn't much of a nuisance anyhow.
24 September 2012 @ 08:04 pm
"Music is my motherfuckin savior."

Big Scoob in the song "Stranger" by Cognito.
24 September 2012 @ 08:00 pm
Can only see myself as anybody here.
If you could be myself, you'd understand me clear.
And if I die today, it would take my pain away.
Cause it's flooding and I'm drowning but it's LIBERATING ME!

20 September 2012 @ 03:43 am
I've been feeling down but nobody knows
Oh where will I go, where will I go
Hey yeah, I just wanna kill, I just wanna kill
Nobody knows what I feel, nobody knows what I feel
I said I just wanna kill, I just wanna kill
You can all burn in hell, don't fuck with me