Yeah.

May. 6th, 2009 12:34 pm
sephirajo: (Sword to Throat Angry)
Well, I managed to clean myself into a fibro fit last night. I came home, Chuck promptly left for his martial arts class and took Vivi to her babysitter and I cleaned like a mad woman.

The result? I'm home today, hurting like hell.

Yesterday at work was pretty interesting, though. One of the managers (the one who pushed the panic buttons to 'see what they sounded like') tried to get me fired for browsing X-Project on my lunch. At first he thought it was facebook. I explained that no, it is not face book. It's like a writing message board. The thing is he didn't come over and ask quietly, he stood about four feet from my desk and loudly said, "WHY JO, I HOPE THAT ISN'T FACE BOOK!" and everyone turned and looked.

I looked back at him and calmly explained, "No, it's a writing group and message board. Mark," my immediate supervisor, "has already cleared it."

"WELL I DON'T THINK THAT'S OKAY!" he said, and ran off to check with Mark as I was just there headdesking and work!Will reminded me that Martin (or Marteeeeeeeeeeeeen as he likes to be called - I don't think he has a right to be that as he has no accent mark and is NOT Mexican, but Danish/German/American Mutt) is a few cards short of a hand.

About five minutes later (and I could hear Mark ripping him a new one for these five minutes) he comes over, stands right next to me and quietly apologizes.

I was so tempted to go, "WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" But I really don't think it was worth it.

But work was hell yesterday. And I'm ouching bad now.
sephirajo: (Snape)
Okay.

I'm in huge amounts of pain right now and I have an hour before I can take my pain meds. I need something to do that doesn't require too much thought. Like little drabbles or simple RP scenes or something.

Anyone?

To the few of you I owe rp stuff, I am working on, just slow. Because yay, distraction.

One on one talking also works, no way in hell I could follow chats right now.

Things!

Apr. 3rd, 2009 01:19 am
sephirajo: (Galaxia)
I've been really, really sick the last week. I'm just now starting to get better. Means I'll likely be out work tomorrow but back full swing on Monday. This has been the cold from HELL. So yeah, sick as a dog and out an entire week. Lupus+Cold = Pwnd

But in other baby related news look under the cut for AWESOME!

Vivi Drew This )
sephirajo: (Default)
At home.

Exhausted and bored.

My life sucks at the moment.

blurgh

Mar. 12th, 2009 01:10 pm
sephirajo: (Light of a fading star)
Home again. Hopefully feeling better tomorrow. I think it's a cold.

Someone paid for Cammie's account o.o I had found an account with three bucks on it and was going to do it today... well, that will get apple juice for Vivi. So, thank you very much for whoever did. Thanks. Just to say it twice.

In other news... I'm awake? I wish I was still in bed? Being awake is overrated. But, Chuck did find me a cool site to mess around with. So I'm happy.

I need something to do... so anyone want to do anything?

Or give me prompts for any of my muses? It's not like I can move around that much at the moment. Of course, moving is overrated. Maybe I'll play the Little Big Planet.

After I catch up on my email.
sephirajo: (Talia's moonlight shadow)
Home sick again.

Tired, dizzy and last night was... well... those of you involved in what last night was know. I blocked the one who kept trying to attack me.

It's all fun and games until you resort to stalking. Because, you know, how dare I think people should be friends first and people first and role players and pixel puppets second. x___x

I don't thrive on drama. In fact it makes me physically ill.

I'm tired, but I don't really want to be sleeping.

I'm also bored out of my mind.

I should try to write something on my own. Maybe.

I'm going to bury myself and hope this all blows over. I have things I know i have to catch up on and things I haven't done and yeah.

x___x

Ahhh, Lent

Feb. 25th, 2009 12:10 pm
sephirajo: (So Grounded)
Today is the first day of Lent. Ash Wednesday. Depending on how I'm feeling later I may go to mass, but we'll see. I'm still exhausted and still at home and going to take round two of the "these things knock me out" medication. The good thing about t his stuff? I haven't touched a percoset since I started on it.

So it's doing something. It will also keep me from having to see a neurologist about all those other pesky little problems.

Being home and now in a state that almost counts for awake and Chuck and Vivi have gone to visit the mom in law means I'm in need of some sort of amusement.

...Or someone to save me from my own cooking. Why is it I suck so much?

I'd go fast food, but I hates fast food fish. Dad never followed the fish thing, but I think it helped he was raised Methodist. Me, if I touch meat when I'm not supposed to I go all neurotic and flip out.

I am very crazy some times.

Anyway, anyone have something shiny or some writing to distract me with?
sephirajo: (Lupus Sucks)
Though no surprise to my husband I will be at home today.

I effectively can't see right now (even with my glasses on) without my glasses my eyes are actually producing glare and I can't blink back into focus so driving equals no.

Couple that with feeling like I've been stomach punched a few dozen times and that I can't get a deep breath in and yeah.

Not going anywhere.

As soon as I hear back from my email I'm falling back in bed.

If any of the words in this post are insanely unreadable it's because I'm not bothering with my glasses. They're not making much of a difference right now anyway. So, typing by feel. Ah, positioning dots on a keyboard. Somedays, you are my bestest friend.
sephirajo: (Gaara - wolves)
I am so completely and totally exhausted right now. Like beyond the realm of normal. Hence, I am at home. :/

It's also Vivi's birthday today.

Hopefully I will feel up to flashing lights, pizza and games for tonight.

I'm so very ouching and tired right now. The stress of the last couple days has finally caught up with me. Apparently with me extreme stress = lupus flare.

No new news on Dad right now.

Updates

Feb. 2nd, 2009 10:31 am
sephirajo: (Han Renminise)
Dad survived the night and the surgery to see why he had air in his stomach. Turns out they punched a whole in his trachea when they put the ventilator in. So they patched that up and he's "doing good."

As good as someone can be after what he went through. He's not awake yet. No news on when that will change.

I'm likely going to go and visit him after work today, maybe take him one of my penguins from work. So, you know, he has penguins.

Because everyone needs penguins.

I made it to work, even though my mind's not here all the way. It's not like Dad's dead so I'll deal. And even if he was... I'd still deal. It would suck hard core, but he and I have talked about it a lot.

And we both knew it was coming.

I just hope he pulls through this one. Knowing it's coming is not the same thing as being ready for it.
sephirajo: (Subaru)
My Dad had a major, and I do mean major, heart attack today. He's currently stable, so that's a good thing, however, he was clinically dead for over twenty minutes with only Jill-Lady (the stepmom) and the ER peeps doing CPR on him before they got his heart going again.

And then he was airlifted to Regions Hospital in Saint Paul. My Dad lives in Wisconsin, so yeah. We went to the Wisconsin hospital first then had to drive out to Regions where I almost walked right into my stepmother.

Found out that his heart had stopped AGAIN when they got him there, but they were able to defib him and when we got there he had a mostly normal heart beat and was all hooked up to all these wires and junk.

When we got there, he regained some form of consciousness for a few minutes and totally freaked out, trying to move and pull stuff off of him. He did that when we were in the room.

Dad HATES hospitals. Seriously so. So I can only image coming to to that.

He may have brain damage from how long he was clinically dead. They won't know until he wakes up. Which they don't know when that will be either.

It was... horrible, seeing him like that.

I hope Dad ends up being okay. I don't know what to do if he's not. I mean, I knew this was coming. My Dad's heart is really, really, really bad.

But still... I guess... Even knowing he could just keel over... he's only in his mid-fifties. And this shouldn't be happening.

Yeah.

Bad day today.
sephirajo: (Songbird - Flying with Wings)
Home and bored. So very, very bored.

I hate being sick.
sephirajo: (Jaina Solo)
Vivi got sick last night, taking food poisoning out of the equation of things that could've been making Chuck and I sick.

We were up to three in the morning trying to coax her to throw up in the bucket we had instead of just anywhere. I think she might have thought the bucket was making her vomit by the end of the night.

x___x

All three of us slept out in the living room. I am so dead on my feet right now. I can barely keep my eyes open, even with caffeination.

Long day ahead.

Home Sick

Jan. 15th, 2009 02:07 pm
sephirajo: (Default)
I really wish Codeiene wasn't so tightly controlled in the states. I'm in sore need of some. I was hurting so bad I was up until god knows when.

So here I am, at home and ouching.

I may make the hubby wait on me.

They have to be good for something, after all. :p

x_________X

Jul. 8th, 2007 09:52 pm
sephirajo: (NC17 Man and Dog)
Chuck chuck, if you wanted to kill me there was a better way to do it other than bad pizza and White Castle. I'll fake my death, collect the insurance and we can spend the rest of our lives living like kings in some third world country which we can use to feed our dreams of world domination.

Oh god, I think I'm going to puke, it's been years since I've puked. x____x

blargy

May. 15th, 2007 07:35 pm
sephirajo: (news bunny)
I feel like crap... and Chuck is watching 28 Days Later and it sucks. Then again, I hate most Zombie movies on principle, so I'm not exactly the target audience. It's loud, and annoying... and bleh.


*curls up in a corner somewhere.*

Fuck this.

Oct. 21st, 2006 12:05 am
sephirajo: (Dexter Hush)
Fuck this, I don't need this shit.

I post a rant on BRPS, that I admitted was a rant, that I admitted that there should be rants about me and people... DAYS after the fucking fact start tearing into me.

Yeah, this REALLY makes me want to go back to the game, you mother fuckers.

Let me boil down my life for you as it is right now in nice little points.

Point: I'm pregnant, and it keeps me sick, in pain, tired and moody. I admitted I was wrong in several places in the comments.
Point: My husband is ill. Not like oh no the flu ill, but OMG we don't know what the hell is wrong and he could possibly be dying ill. He got CAT scans done and we're waiting to hear back on them. This does NOT make me easier to deal with. Sorry. I hope he's not dying. And I hope they can fix this...as KIDNEY FAILURE (which he may have) is often fatal if they don't treat it time! Lucky me! I could be a window before I'm thirty, oh FUCKING JOY!
Point: We are so broke right now that we're lucky if we can afford food half the time. You know, so broke you have to weigh the scales and decide if you want to be hungry or be able to have enough gas to get to work. And not just occasionally, but ALL THE TIME.
Point: I am NOT the only one who had a problem on this board! It's NOT JUST ME!
Point: I did try to ping mods to get things going. After awhile, when things don't roll, I have a bad habit of saying 'screw this' and walking away. Yes I know I'm a bad gamer, and there should be posts about me here. In fact, I've said as much in comment threads.
Point: I'm a 25 year old wife, expectant mother, family taxi, desk slave, with more problems than I want right now. My husband could be dying, my father IS dying and you know what, I really didn't need all this drama, kthanks bye.
Point: By not mentioning names I was trying to not to start a bitch fit. Well, that obviously failed.
Point: THERE WERE GOOD GAMERS ON THE BOARD AND I'M STILL GREATFUL TO EVERYONE OF THEM, THANK YOU!
Point: Thank you everyone for the wonderful 'warm fuzzies' during a time which I kind of needed them. To avoid being melodramatic I won't say what I normally would here, but you know what... I don't give a flying fuck.

From now on I will follow my little brother's approach to multi-fandom games that try to take themselves seriously.

1. Get a friend.
2. Play the snipers from Enemy at the Gates.
3. Kill all the other characters from a distance.
4. If there's a Ron Weasly in the game leave him alive to let him suffer.
sephirajo: (Default)
Stayed home again today. Went to the doctor. His diagnosis: benign positional vertigo. And he says I can take Benadryl for it. And it won't hurt the baby... the doctor I saw was an OB, so I think he should know what he was talking about. So yeah. Apparently it's just my hormones messing with me. Now that I think of it, I've always had this. The pregnancy is just making it worse.

So yeah. Now I have allergy medicine which apparently fixes everything from colds, to allergies, to motion sickness. Ect, ect.

Woo.
sephirajo: (Fragile... must be italin.)
Well... here I am... at home... so dizzy that standing to get stuff is an adventure to say the least. If this keeps up tomorrow I am going to have to go the doctor.

It started last night when after I got home I almost fell flat on my face.

Needless to say, I didn't drive to work.

Chuck took Bear to meet his new family and according to the call I got, everything went well. The lucky dog will even have his own room. He bonded instantly with his new family, and all is going well. I hope Chuck-chuck doesn't take it too hard.

I should be sleeping, but if I sleep anymore I'll get a headache of massively badness.

But it's hard to look straight on at anything for really long.

The spinning is trying to kill me.

Chuck will be home from cannon falls soon, I'll make him get me juice. Making breakfast was hard. Chuck is going to take me for food, I want something sweet.

And tasty.

Tasty is good.

Everything is still spinning.

Blargh

Sep. 14th, 2006 06:47 pm
sephirajo: (news bunny)
I feel like I've been hit in the head with a crowbar. And sick, and yeah. I want to write stuff. But I don't know. I feel stupid, and such.

I'm taking Monday and Tuesday off. I need the days. I think I'll sleep and/or write.

I work Saturday. That's going to suck.

Hey, Patrice, I know you read this. Not this Saturday (as I work) but next Saturday morning would you like to do the brunch thing it will be 8 bucks a person. I can pay for myself. And it will be tasty. And I hope it will be fun.

x____x

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