ヌズ

It's Radiothon, and yes, that is Sean Penn and Dennis Kucinich. They just happened to stop by the WJCU metal benefit concert last Friday night at the Beachland Ballroom. What? Yes, metal. Why? I have absolutely no idea, but there's the picture to prove it!

In other WJCU news, I returned from my week hiatus and now have both a backpack and a mail crate full of CD's. I hung fresh posters in the studio on Monday covering up old things like Linkin Park with new things like Polysics. And last but not least, tomorrow is the Radiothon show where me and my co-host Mark will be begging for money after every song. 8-10pm.

So I'm alive. Sore and flushing with saltwater. Five pounds lighter. Crazy in love. Next week: Spring Break in beautiful 20 degree Cleveland. I will return with a tan.

食べ物を食べたい！

When I was younger I had stomach problems like crazy. I'd lay in a fetal position for hours in pain. Anyways, some Doctor put a camera down my throat one time to see what was happening in there and it really wasn't a bad experience. I passed out for the whole thing, don't remember leaving the place, and slept all afternoon in a wonderful deep sleep.

That brings us to yesterday and these wisdom teeth. First the doctor tells me that the pain killers he's giving me aren't the heavy duty suckers. I was bummed. Just give me my Percs! I was planning on sleeping this whole weekend off on the pain killers. Dang. Second, the weirdo is trying to put the IV into the most random places on my arm. I have cuts that are quarters of an inch long because of it. He finally got it into my hand. Third, I wake up mid-surgery sobbing my eyes out for them to give me more of the damn anesthesia. It was a mix of the worst pain and the loudest noises ever. Terrible!

So now that I'm semi-better today I used Google to see if this was a common occurrence and IT IS! Basically, the anesthesia only lasts about thirty minutes but the surgery easily lasts fourty to fourty five. I feel like that just shouldn't be a problem? Maybe I'm wrong.

So there's my story. I guess I can look at this in positive ways: 1. I'm going to lose a lot of the weight I have gained over winter just in this weekend due to my juice/water diet 2. I get off work!! Laaazy! 3. I can't think of anything else, really. This is actually quite boring for a girl who usually isn't such a couch potato.

Hopefully the next blog post will be titled "Today I closed my mouth for the first time in 3 days!" I can only hope.

さよなら！

ブログ祭り

RydeBi started another blog month, FeBloMo, just a few days ago. Well, I supposed I would join in on the festivities. Or actually, here at ichigomirukuburogu it will probably just end up being FeBloWe (February Blog Week), or FeBloDa (February Blog Day), or just simply BloMe. Whatever the case, I've found that this occasion is coming at just the right time as tomorrow is that day I am getting all of my wisdom (teeth) removed. I imagine it will be a wonderfully drug induced experience and the pain of the teeth not being in my mouth will be much better than what they are creating in there. Ouchies.

In other news, I just finished reading John Barleycorn, Jack London's Alcoholic Memoir. What a wonderful little novel that is worth reading, and also skipping more than half of the chapters really has no effect. Tonight I'm starting The Sun Also Rises by Hemingway* and reading a few articles for my "How to be a Bitch" course. On I go, and ever more onward into FeBloMo.

*I'm currently taking a course called Alcohol & American Literature, or, Red White and Booze, or, Books 'n Beer.