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20 March 1999:
Hey, I'm 28! Went to Banzai with my family for sushi. Mom had never tried it, and unfortunately didn't care much for it. Dad said he was really impressed, which was very cool for me. Don't know that there are many places I've been able to introduce him to that impressed him. He and I enjoyed it very much, both agreeing that there are wonderful subtleties to be enjoyed at that kind of meal. Siddhary gave me a wonderful big metal travel mug so I can drink coffee on the way to work. She gives the best presents. Got email from Sarah, another one of those wacky Fan Sanfrisco web freaks. Check out her site, join us as we put our life on display for your edification and entertainment. Saw Andy and Missy there, more of those creative-type Denson/Reed folks.
20 March 1999:
Allright, I did it, I wrote about this disease and this damn bone marrow transplant. Go read it.
22 March 1999:
"Don't let the bastards wear you down..." - Spider John Koerner
Does it never end? Had an appointment to see a psychiatrist in B'ham tomorrow, but just got a call from them, saying that my insurance won't pay for it. In order to see someone to help me deal with this mess, I have to be able to negotiate the perilous twists and turns of our insane health insurance system. Uh... I'm having trouble making BREAKFAST for myself. Health insurance beaurocracy is a bit beyond me on my best day. You say it's a necessary evil in this modern world, and I just need to accept it and deal with it? Well, in response to that, I think a simple 'fuck you' will suffice. Meanwhile, I've got work to do. See ya.
"I've been a-runnin' jumpin' standing still...
One of these days I'm gonna get killed, but not before I get my fill."
22 March 1999:
On a MUCH lighter note: Becky went on a cleaning rampage last night and actually vacuumed the hallway between all of our apartments (as well as cleaning her place). In addition to that, she put an old couch out on the landing upstairs, and now we've got a cool little place to hang out. Go girl! Next step is putting all those old Cure posters up.
Watched the Academy Awards last night, and I've only got one thing to say... I enjoy cleaning up Lilu's hairballs more than I enjoyed that monstrosity (so why did you watch it, moron?) Will someone please give that manic little Italian man some morphine? Then he would really think life is beautiful. :)
"This is exciting! I've never plooged a tiny chrome-plated machine that looks like a magical pig with marital aids stuck all over it such as yourself before!"
"You'll love it. It's a way of life."
23 March 1999:
Fixing to head off to Birmingham for my appointment tomorrow with Dr. Salzman. It's been a rough couple of days, and I'm not looking forward to this meeting. I don't want to set a date (for the BMT), but at least then it won't be this amorphous black cloud hanging over my future. Hopefully I'll just be able to stand up to it, face it, and get it over with.
At least I'll get to see Tanya... thank God she's going with me.
See ya'll in a couple of days. Bye now.