April 24th, 2006


I'm coughing up this burnt orange shit. It feels like every time I cough that the outgoing material is going to rip the insides of my frickin' windpipe out. It hurts to breathe and I wouldn't be able to sleep were it not for 600mg of ibuprofen a pop. This has been a bad year for me. I'm going to the doctor today to find out what's up with me. I won't be at work, though. I don't want the guys to catch this shit. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy. \\

The good news is, the home I bought is in an awesome neighborhood. We were there Saturday to get an estimate from this guy on a new fence for the property. Two people, one that lived next door and another that lived across the street, came by and introduced themselves. I got the vibe that people really look out for each other in this area. This is the second time that someone stopped by to say hello while we were out in the yard.
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