I always seem to crawl back to my blog a month after the latest installment. I wonder why this is? I must say I do think about blogging every week or so. I mean, let's face it, I could write for days! But I never do. C'est le vie, I suppose.
I finally had my rituxin infusion on Halloween. There is nothing quite like being pumped up with 50 mg of IV benedryl while watching The View. Star Jones dressed up as a giant penny really flipped my shit. I dosed in and out for the first two hours. Other than that the day was uneventful. I stayed up late the night before carving my pumpkin: Sarah Palin with fangs. She was a hit.
I've been reading a lot. I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing. The first day I tried I got out over 600 words. I haven't touched the piece since. I decided that I want to at least attempt to become a struggling writer. It sure beats just struggling.
A few months ago I began filling my free time with entering many contests online through slickdeals.net. I've won many free music downloads and a bag of chocolate, but other than that I've been unsuccessful. With my free internet gone at home, I haven't really spent much time entering contests. Until I won one.
Yes, that's right. This kid is the proud owner of a Zoo York Jenna Jameson limited edition skatedeck. What's even cooler is that there were only 500 of them made. And they are selling like hotcakes on ebay. So by next Wednesday I will no longer be the proud owner of Jenna, however I will be the proud owner of some much needed moola.
I'm growing out my facial hair. No, not so I can freely wander in the zoo with the monkeys. I've come to the conclusion that my mother still refers to be as purely female when I'm not around. Well, to new people. Old people in her life typically know me and they become the ones to correct her. So I decided that I would make it impossible for her to look at me and see a female. I'm almost positive it won't work. But it doesn't look bad, so I guess I'll see what happens.
