Semi-Charmed Life

25Apr/110

Home Is Wherever I’m With You

cute overload!

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16Apr/110

Testify!

Is it wrong that I love Christian music yet I'm a practicing agnostic?

There's probably a special place in hell for weirdos like me.

One of my favorite songs ever:

I found another great song while watching a highlight of Samir Chantre's 2010 bjj competition footage. The song is called Voice of Truth by Casting Crowns:

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6Apr/113

An Unusually Happy Wednesday

I heard back from my doctor this morning:

Your MRI is normal. The cyst they saw was a dilated blood vessel which is a normal variant and there is nothing to worry about.

Wooooohooo! Back off, free radicals! But of course what's life if there isn't some bad news?

Your labs are normal except your vitamin D is a little low.

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2Apr/110

Fingers Crossed

I woke up at 5:45am this morning thinking I had work and dreading the morning when I realized it was actually Saturday morning. It sank in a little late, but it explained why I had a small hangover and why my throat and mouth were parched.

After going to the kitchen to get a drink of water, it dawned on me that I had just had a nightmare that's been somewhat recurring. In my dream I had lost my phone and was pretty stressed out from it. I was on my way to get my MRI done in Manhattan and I was driving my car. On the way to the city I hit traffic and I parked the car for some reason. I walk a few blocks and realize that all the cars in the area are being towed and as I run back to my car I can't find it. I'm running around frantically in the area because I could not remember where I parked the car, until somebody told me that they say some guy get into my car and drive it off. My car was stolen!

I was panicking like crazy now because it's mostly my brother's car, but at that moment I had no choice but to find another way to my appointment. I hailed a cab which turned out to be a weird Scooby Doo type of van with Cantonese speaking clowns inside. They weren't exactly clowns. Maybe some type of circus performers. They reassure me that everything will be okay and strangely enough, I believe them. My dream ends here.

Fucking weird!

Why do I keep dreaming of losing things? And why do these dreams always feel so damn real?

Anyway, I'm about to head out to get an MRI for my liver. Drinking the night before was probably unwise, but hey if there's any bad shit going on down there, alcohol the night before wouldn't have made a difference anyway.

Think positive thoughts! Think positive thoughts!

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