Thursday, May 31, 2007

type II

so there i have been all depressed of late.

broke, underemployed, awaiting my roomate to move out so that the beth can move in, then she does and goes away on a trip for 3 weeks just after moving in, the ex remaining hostile, bills are due, my shoulder continually hurting, sleeping 3-5 hours a night, and did i mention broke?

so the ex didn't cancel the health insurance i didn't know i still had, and the doctor calls me in to tell me of the results of the bloodwork and xrays from 3 months ago.

my right rotator cuff is all fucked up. and oh, yes you have type II diabetes, here's a bunch of pills, you need to lose 50 lbs but not too fast, and oh you better get a flu shot since the diabetes makes you into an old man.

the d runs in the family, so i knew this might come, but yeeeesh.

on the bright side, i can get rid of it if i'm good in a year or so, and i can't put off the baby weight anymore.

but that cuff...

Friday, May 04, 2007

el cinco de mayo

so i was working in a trendy, lousy little silverlake bakery one fifth of may when in runs a customer and yells

"happy cinco de mayo" at me

i pause, look at him and say back

"happy channukah"

he looks equally displeased and confused, saying

"i'm not jewish"

to which i say

"i'm not mexican"