I visited Twitter tonight for the first time in a while and omg it’s so fantastic. Pure chaos. A deranged amusement park.
The titantic jokes are great. The many many Elon musk jokes are even better. Impossible to get enough.
I have loved and hated Twitter lo these many years. And now, as we watch it go down, I find it both sad and delightful. It was a cesspool but also so funny. So so funny.
Watching the bruins right now. It reminds me of being in Boston, warm and snug at home, watching the bruins, with the snow falling outside. Makes me nostalgic.
I actually love living in Colorado, this is a pretty amazing state. I think I might even be here for the long haul. but I sure do miss Massachusetts.
Although denver has one thing Boston doesn’t. the christkindl market. some German group here hosts it every year. It is my absolute favorite I love it so much. I would stay here just for that.
Okay it is a tumor.
But not a cancerous one!
The pathology report said a lot of things I didn’t understand but basically… it’s not malignant and I am fine. The biopsy from my stomach was also negative. So I guess I just have a troublesome liver and a fussy stomach? I dunno. Maybe it’s all the garbage food I am constantly shoveling in my mouth? Nah probably not.
The recovery has kinda sucked. I’ve never had surgery like this before. There’s a general soreness, but it’s not that. it’s the gas, you see. Cause they pumped me full of a bunch of air, to make room for the surgeon to see and maneuver around.
And that air takes several days to work its way out, and holy moley is it uncomfortable. It’s mostly all gone now, but a little bit still lingers. I feel it in my upper chest and shoulder, especially when I take a deep breath or lay on my side. It’s getting better though. And it’s all perfectly normal.
Cancer does not run in my family (lots of other health issues but not that). And I was never really worried that it was cancer. But you know, I’m old and this is when bad health things start happening. so I did have a little bit of concern.
But I’m fine and I got some good painkillers, so it all worked out in the end.
When my mother died there were two songs that I kept playing. Not because they were her favorites or that it somehow made me feel a connection to her still. They were for me and I don’t really know why. they just helped me with my grief. Pillar of Davidson by live and death dream by frightened rabbit. Those two songs, over and over.
This is normal I think. Right? So what music helped you process your grief? Found the comfort in whatever way it could? What’s on our grief playlist
Nick’s new AirPods are too big for my ears they’re hurting. They don’t seem seem that amazing but I’m tired.
Do you remember the night we met? What would you do different.