In sickness and in deaf...

Okay, I just want to go on record and say that allergies suck ass. Would I still get allergies if I moved down South? Hmmm... I dunno.

Anyhow, because I felt like crap today, I tried to catch up with a few projects that have been on my list. See, I don't like to be bored, so I create projects for myself whenever I get a little downtime. The problem is, my downtime is usually extremely temporary, and I end up with about five or six little projects started... and therefore never seem to finish a single one!

The biggest project I worked on today involved rearranging my photo albums. This is a project I started right after I got laid off. The idea was that these photo albums could be handed down our family tree, and we would have some sort of history. This, of course, is a tribute to my mom and dad, and yet another legacy for me to leave (the other being "Cancerboy" - duh! :)).

Tonight I was dealing with pictures from 1978 to 1990. These years weren't necessarily my favorite, but they were very influential. I was going to high school, then college. It was while in college that I seemed to wake up from the post dog bite haze I was in. I attribute that to my friend Michele, who might have actually been the first true angel I met. She helped me immensely in those times, and then sort of disappeared.

One of my other projects tonight was burning some CDs. This weekend, Sheryl was quick to point out that my hearing is f*cked in my right ear. I originally had problems with that ear as a result of a cold or allergies as a kid. In fact, I seem to remember blowing that eardrum (blood trickling down my face...). But nothing says WHAT DID YOU SAY??? like a helium balloon bursting right next to your ear during a charity walk - and that's exactly what happened a few weeks ago...

On one hand, I feel like I should be pissed about it. On the other hand, I have four fingers and a thumb. The fact of the matter is that I truly feel damn lucky to have these problems. There was a time in 2002 when I wondered if I would ever enjoy life again.

With allergies or being damn near deaf in one ear... being jobless or hating the Michigan cold... I'd still have to say that I'm enjoying life.

A lot.