well, my mother woke me up this morning at 7.30 by sweeping my balcony. its tought to be mad when shes done so much, but it was the latest id slept sine i went into the hospital. so im kinda upset. i mighta made it another hour at least. i need it.

my kidneys and lower back are in pretty continious pain. im working on getting better meds from the urologlist since the surgeon doesnt want to give me anything for something that isnt his problem.

i weighed myself yesterday. 121.

seriously. what the hell? ive lost like 10 pounds since i had surgery. and thats after all the piggy, fatty eating ive been doing. yipes. i need weight stat.

now, some people have been calling me a lot. and id love to be answering, calling back, etc. but 1. my health and your timing (esp chrispy) dont seem to line up. 2. i got my cell phone bill for 3/15-4/15. i was over by 500 minutes. thats 300 bucks. it seems morphine, concerned friends and phones dont work too well together. ill prob call sprint in the next day or two and beg. its not like i really knew what was going on. so, im going to try to email and im during the day and all my phone calls will be made after 7pm my time. unless you have a sprint cell phone, then its free for me.

i had quite a day yesterday. i had gotten get well wishes from leslie winer (cough linda, who didnt pass it on cough), which was sweet and exciting in itself. but shes moving out of town and leaving her blog (too much hassle - shes had a ton of movable type issues the past few months). reading her site and trading emails, she wanted to post some of her (semi-)unreleased music. i cant host cause my stupid host wont let me. but since we are in town together, i asked if i could somehow get copies.

she told me to drop cdrs off and she would copy them for me. so out i went.

got her the cds, she actually gave me copies to copy. so i am. but i got to meet leslie.

i suppose i shouldnt be so giddy but i cant help it. she was really worried about me being out and frankly, i stumbled a tiny bit walking throught the door, which couldnt have helped my 'im ok' case. she offered tea and water, talked to me about the drugs and fretted some. a super nice woman.

then we went to borders to exchange some presents (doubles mind you, not unwanted anything). (as good as amazon lists are, i did end up with a few duplicates.)

this was perhaps a mistake. 1. borders (at least this one) is the single worst bookstore ive ever been in. i made a list of 8 books and a dvd (the office second season, which just came out). borders had exactly 2 of the books. blah. 2. i could hardly stand by the time we left my back/kidneys hurt so bad. oops. but i came home 2 books lighter, 1 book heavier (the new neal stephenson, because im a glutton for punishment) and with an 8 dollar gift card. (and the books i exchanged were off amazon, but i got full price. sweet.)

today is busy - moms running out for more stuff, gotta call sprint, order supplies for my bag, wills coming over, the at home nurse is coming by, mom/i have to work on getting me a summer parking pass from school and i have to try to get better drugs. whew.

you can keep bugging me, ill answer as i can. im home.

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linda points out she did tell me about leslie's email and i realized it at the time. chalk another one up to the morphine.

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