11.29.09
Posted in Memo, Telling Stories at 9:12 AM by Myles
Yes, that song from that movie will just have to go on. “Let me explain.”
About 10 years ago, I was physically overworked by the people I was living with at the time. I experienced bad, sharp chest pains. The in-house, off-duty ER professional continued with dinner. But who has a heart attack in their teens? Ignore gymnastics girls when you answer, because I’m obviously not anything like gymnastics girls, especially back then.
Last night, after standing up, I experienced bad, sharp chest pains. Plus bad vision. Plus extreme light-headedness. Plus a clammy sweat. Plus going very pale. Plus the sensation of adrenaline [understandably] going through my system; even I was more worried than usual. But who doesn’t call 911 in such situations? Ignore me when you answer, because I obviously have nothing against doctors in general, and always take everything they say at face value. This time, however, I’ve got someone a little more sensible about certain things hanging around.
The Fire- and Para-EMT folks cleared me for the “you’re dead right now or else” situations they live and work for, but recommended I visit an ER. I declined their driving skills [which we all agreed was cool for the same reasons, both health- and $1600-wise]. I visited the ER and was cleared by them too — which I suspected would happen, but thought dropping in would be a fun idea just for the chance at one or two pieces of information beyond “you’re fine, it’s nothing, who has heart problems in their teens and 20′s?”. Because, you know, sharp chest pains plus everything else.
So. Those lyrics from Celine Deon. And to think I’ve been secretly marking them on Styrofoam cups at work the past few weeks…
Be Seeing You.
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11.27.09
Posted in Telling Stories, The Strange at 10:03 PM by Myles
I have come across websites that look like they have not changed from the 1990s. I mean 1995.
But you know the owners keep them up to date because, for example, the sites have Google Maps integrated pretty well with the rest of the content…. right above the pixelated clip art over run by text.
And here I am using frames on my own, “Web 1.5″ site. So I can talk.
Be Seeing You.
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11.26.09
Posted in Penny Circular at 7:53 PM by Myles
A Thanksgiving where I drive there, spend a few hours and drive back. No overnight, no across-state driving, no crossing state lines…
With one or two trade offs as well. Of course.
But hey.
Am sooo tired…
Be Seeing You.
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11.18.09
Posted in Now Here This at 9:12 PM by Myles
A Recap Of The Past 2.5 Months [In Order]:
- Worked either grave or swing shift for entirety of stated time period [ending in Days]
- Worked overtime in addition to #1
- Wedding planning and research [culminating in #8]
- The hospice, death, memorial & burial of fiance’s grandmother
- Moving in together [requisite packing and hauling; forget unpacking]
- Burial of my 14-year dead grandfather at National Arlington Cemetery
- Sprained wrist four days prior to wedding [yes, I was sober when I fell]
- Turned fiance into wife [two consecutive days off work! wow!]
A Forecast Of Plots Now Afoot:
- Work day or swing shift, allegedly with both weekend days off
- Unpack and organize everything still in boxes, because everything is still in boxes
- Acclimate to living with new wife, and the new area we’re living in
- Deal with the prevailing economic realities regarding my job and my cricket-sounding bank account
- Plan, research and [somehow] pay for delayed honeymoon
- Continue to pretend to go easy on my wrist//thumb
[gasp for air]
…and like the Cylons, have a plan. Thank you T.
Be Seeing You.
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11.01.09
Posted in Memo at 4:47 PM by Myles
If there’s one thing I learned in Elementary Skool:
A pizza party occurs wherever Miles is not, unless he produces it himself.
Today, this Universal Rule was verified for the Nth time.
It continues to be very demoralizing.
Be Seeing You.
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