Oh yeah, I'm in love with Kendrick's "Not Like Us". Wow.

So I've stayed away from here longer than I meant to. My depression was getting rough. Things have happened, not all of them good. I'm having sleep problems. But it's not as bad as it could be.

Evan just told me today that he's got training for a week, out of town. Not only did he forget to tell me, he forgot to get a hotel. I ask you. Oh well, not like it's Miami.

I need to get my car seen to, again. That's tomorrow. I'm going to rent a car. Here's hoping they have a sedan. I'm actually really annoyed that those are no longer much of a thing far as US autos are concerned. They're even retiring the Chevy Malibu.

Good news, I've seen my sister a few times. She just called me out of the blue one day to drive to her place (hour and a half away) and have lunch at her house. So I did. Then we went to a record store. I bought four of them.

I'm still writing fanfic, nothing stops that, even when my moods or pain is bad. So that's all right.

I love it when I write something somewhat difficult/unhappy. Because basically all you can do is sit tight and wait for that story's people to show up. Well, been a few days, and I think the whump fans smelled the blood in the water. I'm very happy about this.

Bug has injured her leg. She's very athletic and she's about six years old now, so she tore some ligaments in her back leg. We're trying to keep her as still as possible, but it's not eacy.

I've been having back pain, so that's no fun.

And now it's two am. Ah well. Happy Labor Day to those that celebrate.

Got my pain block today, finally. They're backed up at the surgery clinic-I heard a nurse say that they were scheduled for 61 blocks today.

They had me get on my stomach, and I hate to admit it, but it hurt a lot and I screamed. Embarrassing. This was a full room too (see 61 blocks). But then they put me under, I woke up, I got snacks, and now I'm home. Evan got me a torta from the local Mexican place.

It will take a few days to a week to see if it takes, so wish me luck.

Made the fourth batch of holiday cookies just now, and I don't even know who all I'm giving them too. So far I have chocolate with chopped Reese's mini cups, gingerbread (not really a cookie, but still yummy), the oatmeal/golden raisin/toffee bars mom likes, and the peanut butter/m&m/peanut butter m&nm cookies from today. Yay.

I'm thinking of making monster cookies, which are similar to the ones I made today, to use up the balance of m&m's.

Been writing my goddamn ass off these past few days. I've been a part of the getyourwordsout community for-holy shit-about nine years. I didn't do so great last month-might be that surgery thing. I was about 7,000 words short. So I got a collection of quote h/c prompts that a friend gave me, and started to try to make it up before today.

I came really close, with over 5,000 words written in three days. Now I have a one-shot and a story in my small-town verse. I'm still at it. I've decided to see how far I can go on this prompt list, and I have to do it in order too.

Had to go back to the guy who took out my back molar. I was having persistent pain and light bleeding. He filled the gap with some putty-like stuff and gave me another prescription for Lortabs.

My generic Lortabs with insurance were less than $3 for eight pills. No wonder we're having an opiate epidemic, that's cheaper than Mad Dog 20/20. Granted, Lortabs are not that strong compared to some.

Tuesday I went in for another mammogram, since my right boob has very dense breast tissue and they could not get a reading. this lead to a two-hour visit which ended with an ultrasound. Everything's okay, but they want to put me through this a few times, since it's so hard to read and will make home self-checks hard.

After that, I went to my favorite combo Asian grocery and restaurant. After a nice dinner, I went to the grocery part and took a look at the seafood. This place has live eels, live turtles, ect. But I was offended aand grossed out by two not-live, gutted sharks. They were about a foot or so, and gray with white underneath. Not sure what type, but I wasn't happy. I love sharks. I was thinking "For SHAME", but what can you do? I just wound up buying my barley tea and moving on.

Today and yesterday, I've been going to the Dollar Trees around town to get t-shirts. I've been going to NOW meetings, and we're doing the Clothesline Project, a protest/art installation about sexual assault. I was put in charge of buying the shirts and clothespins. And let me tell you, the Eastlake Dollar Tree is God's Own Dollar Store-I will be back.

Got this from dine, Name your favorite movies starting from the year you were born. She did five, I'm gonna do 1970-1980. Since this is me, expect a generous dose of horror movies and campy stuff.

1970 M*A*S*H, Daughters of Darkness

1971 Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory

1972 Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things-see what happens when you haven't seen the Godfather all the way through?

1973 The Exorcist, Charlotte's Web

1974 Young Frankenstein, Blazing Saddles, Female Trouble, Phantom of the Paradise (I'm on a roll now)

1975 Jaws, The Rocky Horror Picture Show (even though I'm sick of it now), Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Dog Day Afternoon

1976 Alice, Sweet Alice, Carrie, Harlan County, USA*, Taxi Driver

1977 Star Wars

1978 Animal House, Sgt. Peppers Lonely Hearts Club Band-yes, with the Bee Gees and Pete Frampton. So terrible it's a must-see. Also, 1978 is kind of a dry year.

1979 The Muppet Movie, Rock n' Roll High School

1980 The Empire Strikes Back, The Blues Brothers, Caddyshack, The Shining

*Note about Harlan County: I think the way I saw it should get a special mention. I watched it at a house party for the local Socialist Worker's Pary 4th of July celebration. That added something for sure-every now and then one of the party members would see someone on screen and say "oh yeah, I knew her".

There's a lot I still need to see. Some of this stuff I would see on TV when I was young and dismiss it as 'grown-up movies'. A lot of this stuff I saw as a kid or teenager.

( My hc_bingo card )

I like this background better than last years. I also like most of the prompts, only a few being not to my taste. I haven't finished one of these in years, but I still enjoy them.

I made an appointment to see my back doc next week. I am still not clear to drive, walk much, or bend. So I spend a lot of time sitting or lying. The hardest part is keeping my feet and back in the proper positions. I need a footrest. Like a lot of people in the lower-middle income (or lower) bracket, we don't buy much furniture, instead getting it from other people or occasionally the sidewalk. But I think in this case we could go to Goodwill and get an ottoman.

It's boring. I wish people would visit me, but they don't do that much in the best of times. I was talking to my mom and said "Somebody get fuckin' R"-"(A cousin's wife)-to come visit me, I could use the company, I like her." To which my mom said "she's having hip replacement surgery next week!"

I mean, really. My dad is having surgery next week too. What did we do? I know we didn't do anything but exist, but still.

You'd think i'd be writing more but I'm not. Maybe it's the painkillers-they're great for not doing anything. But nope, eking out a few hundred words a night is all. Maybe I'll finish that original short story I started in March.