“I couldn't live a week without a private library
- indeed, I'd part with all my furniture and squat and sleep on the floor
before I'd let go of the 1500 or so books I possess.” ― H.P. Lovecraft

Whistling In The Graveyard: December 25, 2005

Saturday, December 31, 2005

Thus far it's been a rather uneventful anniversary of my death day. I've been up since 8 AM, the time all the shit began that fateful day. Mostly I've been watching season 3 of Family Guy on DVD (Nate's copy), trying not to freak out over financial shit, and trying to clean up the house some.

Thus far I have no plans for New Years as I have no money with which to do anything. So I'll likely be around the house all night, probably watching more Family Guy. Yes, my life is THAT exciting.

Terribly Wrong Online has been updated again, and again I've done both the strip AND the article so check it out now you fools!

X-mas was pretty good. It's still kinda shitty that I can't afford to get anyone anything for the third year in a row, but one day I'll be able to make it up to people.

I got denied for disability AGAIN, and AGAIN they totally missed the point. I complain of a compound hernia and they say nothing about that. They just say "You got your bowell fixed and treated the infection you got afterward, so what do you want from us?" So now I need to talk to my disability lawyer. I have an appointment with a doctor next week that might be able to help me get the hernia surgery I need, so that's good.

That's about it. I'd be posting more regularly, but there's just not a lot going on. All in all everything is good and as of posting this I'm showing no sign of dying any faster than the rest of you fuckers.

Later.