Christ_empowered
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I still have stuff to do, but...I'm thankful. I got to spend some good time with my parents, especially my mama, and that's huge. She even made this hot potato salad...lots of bacon, red potatoes, a vinegar and sugar sauce or something...its good stuff.
I talked to my friend, Verna, and she's OK. Her last doc appointment with the specialist went reasonably well...he said they'd do an operation, but it would be a 40 minute or so procedure, so that's not so terrible. Of course, its never that terrible...when someone else is being operated on, lol. My big concern is the anaesthesia. Its rough on older people in general, and Verna' had some sort of reaction to anaethesia in the past, so...yeah. Hopefully, all will go well.
I see hope now, more than in the past. Some of my memories have been returning to me, which is crazy. I see now...I was miserable and wretched and misguided, and...well, I wasn't going to go anywhere in life, honestly. Now, I'm 30, almost 31, and I'm finally close to my parents and I live simply, but well (much better than I should, that's for sure). I'm going to Liberty in the hopes that a degree will = a j-o-b. We'll see. I have a misdemeanor on my record until probation is over (I may be able to get the conviction expunged...we'll see), so that's sort of an issue. Actually, even with an expungement, convictions never really go away. Good things its a misdemeanor..
And now, I'm off to have a diet coke and more potato salad. My dad made burgers, but...I'm pretty much stuffing my face with the potato salad. Bacon+potatoes=awesome, am I right?
I talked to my friend, Verna, and she's OK. Her last doc appointment with the specialist went reasonably well...he said they'd do an operation, but it would be a 40 minute or so procedure, so that's not so terrible. Of course, its never that terrible...when someone else is being operated on, lol. My big concern is the anaesthesia. Its rough on older people in general, and Verna' had some sort of reaction to anaethesia in the past, so...yeah. Hopefully, all will go well.
I see hope now, more than in the past. Some of my memories have been returning to me, which is crazy. I see now...I was miserable and wretched and misguided, and...well, I wasn't going to go anywhere in life, honestly. Now, I'm 30, almost 31, and I'm finally close to my parents and I live simply, but well (much better than I should, that's for sure). I'm going to Liberty in the hopes that a degree will = a j-o-b. We'll see. I have a misdemeanor on my record until probation is over (I may be able to get the conviction expunged...we'll see), so that's sort of an issue. Actually, even with an expungement, convictions never really go away. Good things its a misdemeanor..
And now, I'm off to have a diet coke and more potato salad. My dad made burgers, but...I'm pretty much stuffing my face with the potato salad. Bacon+potatoes=awesome, am I right?
