Rest in Peace

Dim the lights on Broadway tonight. The man who velvetly sang "If ever I should leave you, how could it be in autumn?" has left us.

Robert Goulet has passed away from lung complications. I read the news about his illness a couple weeks ago. He was in hospital awaiting a lung transplant dut to interstitial pulmonary fibrosis.

I remember as a kid, listening to the cast recording of "Camelot" and hearing Mr. Goulet's voice croon out Lancelot's love songs. I was hooked. Later, I had the pleasure of seeing him live in "La Cage Aux Folles". Most people nowadays will recognize him from the Diamond Nuts commercials he did: "At 3pm, Robert Goulet comes and messes with your stuff".

The theatre world has lost yet another great icon. Rest in peace, Mr. Goulet.

Ok, who's with me in saying that all stupid people should be taken "out back" and shot to put them...and the rest of the world out of their misery.

I had written an email to my co-workers explaining that I would not be in the clinic on Mondays due to working at an HIV drop in center in another part of Albany. I also put my new schedule, printed out on green paper so as not to be missed, in all the areas that the doctors and nurses go most often (i.e.: nurses station, charting room, etc.). So I was at the other center yesterday, all day, from 12pm-8pm. No access to computer and therefore no work email. So I get back to my regular office at the clinic today and find an email from one of the doctors, written at 7:50pm Friday night, requesting that I see one of his patients Monday morning. And the thing was, is that it was written in a reply to my email telling everyone of my new schedule so it's not like he didn't get the message.

Christ on a cracker! Did you even READ the email you just replied to....the one where I clearly stated that I would not be in on Mondays from now on, until further notice!?!?! Ugh!! Then this morning, the case manager for the patient in question asked me if I saw the patient yesterday. *head desk*

On other hand, to contradict my starting sentence. Just shoot me and put me out of my misery from having to deal with these retards! Have a super Tuesday peeps.

The Creature Awakes

*yawn*

So, it's been two months since I've posted anything here. Yikes, my bad.

What's been happening that's been occupying my time so much that I can't update you ask? Absolutely nothing I reply! Miss D moved down to Albany and has been living out of boxes but thankfully we move to the new apartment this weekend! Yay!! :) The new apartment is in a little better of an area than where we are now and hopefully the neighbors aren't as annoying as our current ones.

We also just got back from Montreal on Sunday. We had gone up to the Divers/Cite festival that we went to last year as well. I don't know, I wasn't as impressed with it this year. Last year the rock part, called Sex Garage was free and this year it was $15. Also, in the main park it was mostly DJ's and not musical acts like they've had in the past. Though there was one great act Friday night. She goes by the single name of "Emily" and she is kinda like a Quebecois Britney Spears. *shudder* With all the cheesy dancing and lip syncing it was so bad it was almost good!! Here's her website if you want to check out this fine singer in action (sorry, it's in French):
http://www.emilybegin.mu/accueil.html

Saturday night we also went to the drag show they have every year called Mascara. It's tons of people, crammed into an alleyway, needless to say unless you are right up front you can't see a whole lot. So, after an hour and a half of standing on my toes to try and see over people, preceded by an hour of waiting for the show to begin, I had had just about enough. I leaned over to Miss D and said "Do you want to stay" and then she asked me the same, saying that she didn't care...and I believe my reply was something like "We have to go, or I'm going to hurt someone". What is is about general admission type things like this that makes people lose their fucking minds?!? All night, people kept trying to squeeze past me to get closer to the stage. Look buddy, if there were room up there don't you think that I would be up there already?! Also, I think every single person in Montreal smokes, so that was nice...packed in there like sardines with smoke being blown in my face from all directions. Nice.

So, in conclusion. I'm not sure if I'll be going to Divers/Cite next year. I love Montreal, it's a beautiful city with lots to explore, I just don't know if I want to do Divers/Cite again. We'll have to do a bit of research before we come up next year.

One really nice part about this past weekend though was where we stayed. I had scoped out this really nice B&B . It had really good reviews and I found the perfect room. It kinda had a Middle Eastern feel to it and....wait for it.....an in room hot tub! SWEET!!! They provided fresh baked cookies right outside our room and gourmet breakfasts every morning...none of that continental breakfast crap! I didn't want to leave!! It was a very nice place, a bit expensive though but hey, how often do you do things like that, right?

Well, that's it for now. I'll try and not let it be so far in between posts again!!

Patient From Hell

I just got finished with an assessment of the worst patient I've had here so far...or for that matter, in my entire career!! >:( He was so fucking rude and disrespectful that it brought me close to tears after my meeting with this waste of space.

He starts off berating me because I did not know every single thing about his past medical history. Medical charts in this clinic are very hard to come by and I wasn't able to look at his before I saw him for his appointment today. Normally this is not a problem and I just get a quick history from the patients themselves when I see them. This was absolutely inexcusable for this whack job I guess.

Then he confuses me by saying he saw one of the doctors here and then said that another one was his actual doctor here. WTF am I supposed to think when you say you saw "Suzie" the other day for your appointment but that you're doctor here is Dr. R?!?!?!? I guess part of my job desciption includes mind reader now.

He then goes on, begrudgingly telling me info about his past medical history that I need for my assessment and that he has tried supplements (like Ensure) before and that he didn't like them but that he would "choke them down" if he had to. I gave him some info on high protein/high calorie foods he could add to his diet in addition to supplements and he just takes it and says "This is all I get?!" Like I was supposed to make him gain 50 pounds overnight or something!! He has had a recent weight loss and I'm sorry but I don't have a magic pill that makes people gain weight!!

When he finally left, still the consumate professional (at work at least) I told him to have a nice day. He stops right in my door way and very snotty says "YOU have a good day!"

Jeeeeeezus!! WTF dude!! Now, anyone who knows how I am at work knows that I am the nicest person in the world and treat all my patients as they are the most important person in the world and willing to do whatever it takes to make them happy. This guy brought me to the limit though. I can understand being frustrated with your disease and weight loss but do you really need to treat me like a piece of shit?!? No one deserves that, especially someone who is trying to fucking help you!! >:(

Another Step In The Right Direction

Yesterday, Dana and I finally signed a lease for an apartment we are going to move into together in August!! Yay!! And it only took 16 months!! hehehehe

Life up here is definately different from the city, that's a given. But it's not as ho-hum as I feared it would be. There are lots of things around to do including an LGBT center here that has regular programs like art shows and concerts that I plan on going to sometime soon. Pride is also coming up on June 10th so that will be fun. Hopefully I can get down to the city for the Pride parade down there, I've never been to the NYC one.

There's also an LGBT singing group called The Capital Pride Singers that I am looking into joining, but my overwhelming shyness has kept me from going to one of their rehearsals as of yet. They meet every Monday evening at a church that's about a 15 minute walk from my apartment, so I really have no excuse for not going!

Work is going well, still kinda slow, but seems to be picking up a little bit now that the doctors, nurses and case managers and realizing that they have a dietitian at their disposal again! Still walking too (though I did get a nice chauffered ride from my hired help...errr, girlfriend this morning) since my bike just seems to like screwing around with me. I finally got the rear tire tube replaced then when I tried to bike to work on Monday there was something wrong with the rear brakes, they were too tight and wouldn't let the back tire spin freely. UGH!! I think I've got it figured out now, though I am going to bring it to the bike shop by me to make sure everything is in the right alignment per a suggestion from Miss D. :)

I also recently heard from some friends from my dietetic internship. One is still in CT and has started a healthy cooking program, where he basically makes food and freezes it and delivers it or people pick it up. Kinda like gourmet TV dinners only a heck of a lot healthier as he modifies it given the clients dietary needs (i.e. low salt, low fat, diabetic, etc). I have been thinking about starting up something like this here for a while now. I think there would be a good market for it. Maybe even branching out to Saratoga, where lots of rich people live because of the horses! Though I may have to wait until moving in with Dana to do that since I don't have a car! It would be a good opportunity to use my neglected culinary skills along with my nutrition expertise and a chance to earn a little cash on the side which can never hurt! :)

Well, that's my novel for today. BBQ at work today. Yummy!! Hopefully they have some veggie burgers or something. I was going to pick some up at the store last night but they were too damn expensive!!

Drum Roll Please....

And the grand total iiiiisssss.....................

$2553.25!!!!!

That's right, ladies and gentlemen. That is the amount that some asshole in NYC took out of my checking account. Oh, that's ok, I wasn't using that extra 2.5k anyway. You use it to go buy your drugs and alcohol buddy.

What goes through a persons head to make them think that something like this is ok? That I was just sitting around rolling in piles of money waiting for someone to take it off my hands?!? Jeeeebus. I give up.

Once Again, The World Sucks

In another chapter of all the bullshiat that goes on in my life the newest adventure is that my checking account has been hacked.

I realized something was amiss when I checked my balance at the ATM yesterday and it was only $1000 where just a couple weeks ago it was closer to $3000. I called my bank today and they said they have records of numerous transactions from an ATM in Brooklyn!! I haven't been in Brooklyn in almost 2 months!! So now I have to send them a letter telling them that these transactions were not done by me and have to sign an affidavit to that effect.

UGH!!!! Why do people suck so much ass?!?!??!?! >:( >:(

Fie on You, USPS!!!

I guess I should actually watch the news or get a newspaper once in a while to find out what the hell is going on in the world rather thang getting all my news from Fark.

But, in a breif spurt this morning, I decided to go to CNN and look at the stories and found out that stamps are going up another 2 cents!! Jeebus!! Now I know that "snail mail" is dying a slow death, but do they really need to keep raising the prices of these bloody little stamps!? What the hell is all this money going towards??

I just hate the post office in general and the constant raising of prices is not endearing them to me at all. The post office always seems to close at exactly the minute I get home from work. Don't they know that other people work during the weekdays too, typically on a 9-5 schedule??? And if they can't be bothered to be open long enough on weekdays, you'd think they'd make up for it on the weekends, right? NOOOOO!!! Only open until noon on Saturday and not open at all on Sunday! WTF!!

Don't even get me started on the fact that if you want to mail or even pick up a package, you better take the day off because you'll be in line all day and end up paying a gazillion dollars just to send something to the next state. Keeee-righst, I could rent a car and drive it there for less money!! ;)

Anywho, this has been your neighborhood Monday rant. Continue with your regularly scheduled program.

To The Public, From Walkers And Bicyclists Everywhere

Below I will formulate a list of requests from the walking and bicycling public to the rest of you, please take note:

1. When you stop to let me cross a road, driveway, etc that you were going to turn onto or coming out from, please do not slam on the acelerator the second I have cleared said road, driveway, etc as if it was a huge inconvenience for you to stop and not run me down on the way to get your triple latte from Dunkin Donuts.

2. I know that you can turn right on red, but please remember that a red light for you also means a walk sign for me and try not to run me over. I know it's hard, but please just try.

3. Do not yell things at me from your H2 Hummer while I am walking or riding my bike. Why don't you try walking or biking to work or school occasionally instead of riding around in that nature killing machine.

4. When the weather is less than peachy outside, please don't say things like "Stay dry!" or "Great day for a walk/bike ride!" etc. It's not funny. Really, it's not.

5. Going along with the bad weather. On really rainy days, please do not aim for the puddles with your car. It's really not nice to get splashed with disgusting street water. Take a millisecond to either slow down when coming to an especially big puddle, or if you have room, try to go around it a little.

6. I know it's hard to comprehend, but I may be forced to walk to bike on the road with you for certain parts of my journey since the city of Albany seems unable to aquire even sidewalks. Wow, who knew that the trees lining the sidewalk would cause the concrete slabs that make up the sidewalk to lift up because the roots of the tree are suffocating. Huh. But I digress, getting back to the point, please respect me as a fellow commuter and don't getascloseasyoupossiblycan to me while I am on the street.

I think if you follow this list, bicyclists and walkers will have a much better relationship with the motoring public. It's just common courtesy folks!! :)

Job Update

I am now in the middle of my third week here at my new job and it's pretty interesting.

I haven't really seen that many patients yet, and I'm getting the feeling that I'm not going to have a huge daily case load anyway. Probably around 5-6 patients at the most on any given day will be the max, plus any prior approvals for supplements that I have to call into pharmacies.

That part is probably the most time consuming part of my job right now. A lot of the patients here are on Medicaid or ADAP and therefore require prior authorization numbers if they are prescribed an oral supplement like Ensure or Boost. These charts get forwarded to me, then I have to fill out a form, call the Medicaid automated number, enter all sorts of numbers and then get the prior authorization number. Then I have to mail the presciption, with the authorization number written on the top of it, to the patients' pharmacy. It's not really that hard, just really time intensive.

Other than that, I pretty much just do same out outpatient counseling I was doing in my old job. A lot of education stuff. I'm trying to get all the patients that weren't seen by the previous dietitan here by putting my name on the list to see them when they come in for their doctors appointments. Some come, some don't. Some just want to get out of here as fast as possible. I think things will be a bit easier when I am set up in the scheduling system, so I can schedule my own appointments and/or see when patients are coming back for their follow up appointments so I can catch them then.

Wow, was that boring enough for ya? ;) Sorry but that's how exciting my life is!! hehehe

I was just down in the city though (my first trip down there since I moved) to do Hedwig Friday and Saturday night so that was pretty nice. A bit of drama went down, and I wasn't able to do much else in the city other than the shows since I was so tired on Saturday from the Friday night show, then I left Sunday morning. Hope I can get down there again soon and actually get to do something, hang out with my friends, etc. :)

Until next time, kiddies!! :)

Exercise Exasperation

Greetings from upstate NY!!!

I know I haven't posted a new blog since I moved up to the Capital City of Albany, NY (bad Jenn, bad!! *slap on wrist*). I started my new job last Tuesday (Monday was stupid general hospital orientation crap), and I haven't really gotten much into my job as I have only seen one patient so far at the HIV Medicine clinic here at Albany Medical Center. Hopefully I will see some more tomorrow though.

Now, to the main topic of this post. Before I moved to NYC, a year and a half ago, I had a car. When I moved to the city I sold it, thinking I would have no further use for it. Now, I'm up here in Albany really wishing that I hadn't sold that old clunker!! So my current mode of transportation is Dana's old bike. Things were going pretty well for the first couple of days but then I realized how much I miss having a car!

Let me state for the record that I probably haven't seriously ridden a bike in a good 15 years, and even at that time I was not very good. Most of the scars I have are from that bike. Whether it be falling off the bike, getting caught in the gears or whatever, it is obvious that I am not an expert bike rider. I was placing bets with friends and family as to how long it would take until I seriously injure myself this go around on the bike. So far I have been pretty lucky (knock on wood) and haven't fallen into traffic or anything.

The first side effect I noticed from biking to and from work every day is the big pain in the ass that it causes (quite literally). Even though I got a seat cover to go over the current one, it's still not fun sitting on that seat for close to an hour every day. I guess that's because bike seats aren't really made to be sat on continuouslly, you're supposed to peddle off the seat most of the time I guess. Well, perhaps when I was a kid I had the strength and courage to do this. But whenever I try it nowadays I get all wobbly and sit back down!!

The next side effect comes from the fact that I haven't done any serious exercise in a very long time (unless you count climbing the unlimited number of stairs in the subway stations!) so this biking to and from work everyday has kind of put my body into a state of shock. I know it's only a matter of time until my body gets used to it and I start getting better in shape, but for now it really sucks!! Hills are a complete impossibility right now as my legs turn to burning piles of jello by the time I get up 2 feet of the hill!

Although it's kinda sucking right now, I don't miss having a car when I see the price of gas when I cruise by the stations on my green (literally and environmentally) bike! :)

I think I'll like it up here. The Albany Tulip Festival is coming up and JOAN JETT (!!!!!!!!) is performing so I'm very happy about that. So I think Albany will have enough stuff going on to keep this city girl occupied. And being closer to Miss D doesn't hurt either. :)

P.S. I got myself a kitty cat to keep my company here. Will post pics of the little terror soon! :)

Leaving the Big Apple!!

Well everybody, the time is closely approaching when I leave the Big Apple to move to the capital city of Albany. I will be starting my job as a Clinical Dietitian at Albany Medical Center's HIV Clinic on the 2nd (technically the 3rd, since the 2nd is for orrientation). I found a 3BR apartment for $700, which is crazy to me because that's about what I'm paying right now in Brooklyn for a room in an apartment!!!

I'm very happy to be moving upstate as it gets me that much closer to Dana (she only lives about an hour north of Albany) and once I move up there I'll be able to see her every weekend, as opposed to every 2 or 3 weekends!! But I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a little sad to be leaving the big city. Luckily, it's not that far away that I'm going. Albany is only about 3 hours from here on the bus so I am planning on coming back on a pretty regular basis!! And who knows, me and Dana may end up moving back here some day!



So, I thought I'd come up with a list of the things I will miss most and miss least about life in NYC.

What I will miss most about NYC
All the friends I have made here over the past year and a half
The nightlife
The ability to find anything you might ever need
The arts (theatre, ballet, etc)
The gorgeous views from the subways that go over the Manhattan and Williamsburg bridges
The way NYC doesn't let you get too wrapped up in yourself, it always has a way of keeping you in check
It's the city that never sleeps, what more do I have to say?!


What I will miss least about NYC
Rude people
Late trains and/or getting to the subway platform right as a train is pulling away
Tourists
Poseurs
Hipsters
Roommates (not that I don't like my roommates, it will just be nice to have my own apartment for once!!)
Loud neighbors
Greyhound buses to see mi amor!!


My next post on this blog will likely be from Albany, so stay tuned!! :)

Destroying Property

Inspired by a post on Dana's blog, I decided to share a similar story of destruction.

When I was young I went through a big crayon phase. Like, BIG. I used to eat red crayons because I thought they tasted like cherries. Umm, yeah.

Anygay, I also went through this phase of needing to write mine, and my families names, everywhere! So, this one day I was in what is now the dining room of my parents house, but at that time was just known at the "Toy Room" and I was lying underneath this old tan card table that my parents had. Red crayon in hand, I proceeded to write all over the underside of this table. Work of art, I'm telling ya! This thing should be in the Smithsonian by now!!

Needless to say, my parents were less than pleased when they realized what I had done. But I think they were also relieved at the same time that at least my artwork was on the underside of the table, where no one else could see it.

Years later, I got my own desk at home to do my school work. (Apparently having a desk at school wasn't enough for my parents, I needed to have one at home as well!) This desk was kinda old, and made out of really soft wood (pine, maybe?) and it was really easy to carve stuff into it. So I did. I would take my pens and protracters, compasses, etc and just have at it with this desk. My parents tried to paint over all my destruction, but that didn't deter me for long. Soon, I was right back at it, picking away at the paint and reclaiming my artistic glory. The desk finally had seen better days and my parents threw it out. They threw out my art!!!

So, that's a glimpse into my furniture destructive days. Nowadays, I try to take a little better care of my things. Though I really want to do something funky to my plain, wood dresser that's in my apartment. I want to paint it a rainbow or something! hehehe

New Job Drama

Who ever came up with the idea of apartment hunting should be shot...repeatedly. Landlords (and ladies) should come to me, begging me to take their fabulous apartments!!

Same goes with changing all the legal/medical shite that goes along with moving to a new job. My new health insurance won't kick in for a couple months, leaving me with no coverage unless I:

#1: Choose to go with COBRA (which is looking more like a pain in the arse than anything else...and expensive...I have to basically continue what I was paying for insurance, $40 every two weeks, plus what my job was paying and I don't know how much that was but I'm pretty sure it's a substantial sum)

#2: Paying out of pocket or

#3: Getting my own private health insurance (which will probably be just as expensive as COBRA, judging by the research I have done on it). Good God, now I know why so many American's don't have health insurance...it's highway robbery!! The private insurance quotes I was getting were in the $300-400 range...for a MONTH!!! Yikes!!

Though it would suck to pay out of pocket especially if something bad happens. Lord knows that I haven't had to go to the doctor or ER in years, but I also know how Murphy's Law works. Once I choose to wing it without insurance, everything in my body will go kaput, and probably all on the same day!!

So, this is my rant for the day. But as hectic and problematic as all this stuff is, it gets my closer to my love so I am more than happy to deal with it! :)

Yummy!!

So, on the way back from work today I needed to go to the bodega anyway to get some much needed TP and had a bit of a sweets craving so I picked up this pack of Mentos in a purple roll.

I've never seen purple Mentos so I had to get them. The label said "rasa anggur", and I obvioulsy had no idea what that meant, but needless to say, I got them anyway. What ever doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?

So, I brought them home and noticed a note at the top of the label stating "For Sale In Indonesia Only". God, I love bodega's!!! They get all the best third world candy!! But anywho, these things are yummy, yummy!! Grape flavored Mentos!! But they also had a bit of a lychee taste to them (and anybody who knows me knows how obsessed I am with lychees). We need to get these fantabulous grape Mentos nationwide, not just in seedy little bodegas in NYC!

Just wanted to share my new discovery with you all. Now, I'm off to devour the rest of these yummy purple gifts from the Gods!!

Drowning
music and lyrics by jay brannan

it’s four a.m. again
father, forgive me this sin
uncomfortable in this life, yeah
i can’t put down this knife, yeah

i’m carving words in my arms, baby
hey, scars are part of my charm, maybe
i need the touch of a hand
this isn’t what i had planned

chorus:
i need relief from this life
i wanna slip away into the night
don’t wanna see the sun again
but can’t get swallowed up by this tragic whirlwind
i wish the ocean was warm
i feel like drowning

i’m losing my faith in me
i can’t remember the last time i felt free
from voices inside my head
when i taste liberation, they just feed me fear instead
you say i’m out of controlat least i still have a soul
no, i don’t need your advice
some compassion would be nice

chorus

i can’t take any more of your pills
they hold my head up
but still it feels so wrong
i can’t believe the price that i’ve paid
for this chemically-induced, perceivably ideal, take-it-with-a-glass-of-water day

chorus

Interview!!

This is a request for everyone that believes in ANYTHING...God, a higher power, Buddah, Krishna, Mohammed, The Flying Spaghetti Monster...to be thinking of me on Tuesday around 1pm as I am interviewing for a dietitian position at Albany Medical Center in the hopes that I can finally move closer to mi amor and get to see her more than just every couple of weeks (though going up for this interview means that I get to be with her for at least one night!!)

The Medical Center is looking for a dietitian to work at their AIDS/HIV clinic, helping the participants with their nutritional needs and what foods to choose. I'd also be helping out at another clinic in Albany for a couple hours per week. It's obviously not a perfect job (but neither is my current job!), but at this point, I'm willing to take just about anything to be closer to Dana!! I'll find out more about the position on Tuesday and hopefully they like me and want to hire me!!

So, anyway. Send me some good thoughts, karma, joo joo and everything else on Tuesday around 1pm!!

It's Just Like Footloose!!!

This is just silly.


NO DANCING IN NEW YORK CITYThursday Feb 22, 2007

NEW YORK (AP) -- Should you find yourself in a bar in New York City, and the music playing makes you want to get up and dance, please resist the urge. A state court is upholding the city's Prohibition era law that bans social dancing in bars, restaurants and certain clubs.

Those who like to get up and boogie sued, arguing the 80-year-old law illegally infringes on their right of free expression. But the court says recreational dancing isn't a form of protection that's protected either by the state or U-S constitutions.

(Copyright 2007 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)
AP-NY-02-22-07 2050EST

I'm depressed!!

I always seem to get down in the evenings. Doesn't seem to happen as much during the day, just at night. Maybe it's because the reality of not having someone to snuggle up to in bed finally gets to me at the end of the day. Maybe it's something else completely...chemical imbalance, seasonal affective disorder or something like that. ;)

Whatever it is, I know it's not nice. And it's especially not nice on Valentine's Day. The fates seem intent on keeping me and my beloved apart for as long as possible. There are absolutely no jobs upstate for a dietitian and no librarian positions down here in the city. DAMMIT!!!

I know in the grand scheme of things my life could be a lot worse but is it really so much to ask to be near my soulmate?! Answer me that, fate!!!

*incoherent grumbling* Don't mind me, just bitchy and missing mi amor, not a good combination!! Although I do have to count my blessings. This is the first Valentines Day that I've had someone to call my own (don't know if I should count last year as we were still in the very beginning stages of our relationship and had only met each other face to face once). And I couldn't be happier. I seriously don't know what I would do without my soulmate. Adrift in a sea of depression and uncertainly most likely. But she's my port in the storm and my lighthouse leading me home safely.

Luckily, I only have 2 more days to wait until I see my Miss D again. Yay!!!

By Request

Monkeys are the best creatures ever.



Broadway is the happiest place on earth.



Everyone is an asshole when it's that time of the month.


That is all.

Happy unimaginative, consumerist-oriented, and entirely arbitrary, manipulative and shallow interpretation of romance day.

Update!!

Guess it's time to update this thing.

Dana and I got back from Montrael last Thursday and stayed at Dana's for the weekend then came back to NYC on Sunday. I came back to work on Monday and haven't really done a whole lot since being back, which is just the way it should be!! hehehe

The surgery in Montreal went really well. Dr. Brassard said that there were no complications at all which was a relief. It is cold as hell up in Montreal in January so wait until warmer months to go up there. It's a nice place to be, pretty and all, but not very enjoyable in sub-zero temperatures.

Miss D still sore from surgery, but getting better (I hope!) day by day. Now dealing with all the upkeep required after the surgery. But at least she doesn't have the horror of having to get her "special friend" every 28 days for the rest of her life! ;)

We also celebrated our first anniversary in Montreal as well, on January 28th!! YAY!! It doesn't seem like it's been a year, it's like we just met each other yesterday!!

Oh, hey, we're in GO Magazine too (a free NYC lez magazine). They apparently found us "captivating" enough to put in their February issue. Here is a link to the story and pic of us.
http://www.gonycmagazine.com/feature2e.html

While up in Montreal I paid a visit to the Biodome de Montreal which was pretty cool. Lots of cool aminals and, ofcourse, MONKEYS!!! :) Didn't really do anything other than that do on account of it being so damn cold the entire time that I was up there. So I divided my time between my seedy little hotel room and Dana's room at the hospital or at the residence.

Toodles for now.

Farewell to the Phallus

This past weekend I went up to Dana's and we had a Penis Party on Saturday in celebration of Dana's surgery next Monday!!

I got to meet a lot of Dana's friends from the LGBT group in Glens Falls which was nice. We had a penis pinata, a penis shaped cake and lots of booze to go around! Here are some pics from the party:

too many thoughts...

too many thoughts...
Originally uploaded by wacky doodler.

This is one of my favorites from NYC artist De La Vega.