Wednesday, September 21, 2005
Wow!!! I really need to see this,Video Games Live is a video game music played by an orchestra with a theatrical stage show, and interactive video game in one.
PHOENIX NOVEMBER 3RD!!!
So my DSL router decides to be a biatch, I go through the usual routine, slap it around a little, then power cycle, it does not come back to life. I repeat previous steps, nothing, I try once more and poof, it takes a huge dump. So RIP my router. I call them up and tell me to send it back, but first there is the subtle thing about billing, so I send it to them and pay half my bill, they will send me a new one when I pay it all off. So I am cut off from the world and the vast sea of information that was once at my fingertips.
But anyho life goes on, here I am on campus, struggling with Internet 'Exploiter' checking my webcomics and trying to remember their URL's and trying to find my friends blogs, but I am fine now since I am back on TF. Its alright, except the mexican girl across from me keeps staring at me, creepy. As soon as I get my router back I can once again enjoy the interwebs once again in my cold dark room where no one is staring at me, at least I think no one is.
A friend convinced me to go to the Plasma Center with him last week and get a little more pocket funds. Needless to say the needle (or needles in general) really, really creep me out, but somehow I am managing, given I am getting almost 20 dollars for each 'transaction' so I guess its a way for me to get over my phobia. I am scheduled to go in Wednesdays and Fridays. So today I can get some extra cash, to do something.
But last week tested my determination, I came in as usual, took my blood test and the tirade of questions, the guy sterilizes me and sticks it in, although it was my second time I noticed it was taking a little longer than usual, I opened my eyes and saw that he was still sticking it in, he left it for 5 seconds and started sticking it in farther, mentioning there was nothing coming out of my arm, finally he stops and asks for his supervisor, by now I know something is wrong and I feel a weird numbing sensation from what feels like the inside of my arm. She takes a look at it, taps it and immediately notices my discomfort, so they have to take it back out and I notice a bump where the needle was in my arm, he gets an ice pack and ties it to my arm and his supervisor pokes my other arm and its goes well. Now I have a bruise on my arm that is fairly large and until three days ago was getting bigger. So as I walk out of the medical room my friend looks at me and at the cold pack tied to my arm, he didn't have to ask if it went well or not.
