I’m a bit too high to write this but it’s Sunday and that means it’s time for the weekly wrap-up, come hell or high-water or hellacious surgery. I’ll have the whole story for you next week when I’m slightly less pathetic, but for right now let’s just say that my hospital visit ended up being much nastier than expected because my gallbladder tried to kill me and almost succeeded. I’m home from the hospital for now but I have tubes stuck in my stomach and they hurt like…well…like fucking tubes stuck in your stomach, and I’m sick and crappy and full of holes and I’m grossing myself out by looking at the pictures of the zombie-gallbladder the doctor removed. And the cats think it’s very funny to paw at the tubes that are connected to the inside of my body. I’m like NEO after he woke up in the Matrix, but with cats to fuck with all of your ports.
In all, it’s been a very shitty week and although I’m happy we all survived (minus my murderous gallbladder) I’m eager to get this week behind me. Mostly because (during my drug-addled recovery) I kept insisting to Victor that we needed to track down and clothe jungle animals and give them pockets to put their things in because they don’t have any purses.
This still makes perfect sense to me.
It might be time to cut back on the painkillers.
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And in entirely unrelated news, it’s time for the weekly wrap up:
What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
What you missed on the internets:
This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
- I have no idea. I woke up from surgery to find a bunch of news headlines that made me sad and so I decided to sleep until the world changes. Then I woke up and it hadn’t changed and so I decided to share this: I’d watch The Weather Channel if this was going on. Also, this frog sounds like a kitten and when it squeaks my cat goes nuts and tries to chew on my monitor.
This week’s wrap-up is sponsored by the wonderific folks at The Devotea USA, where they hand-blend small batches of the teas in Blacksburg Virginia. From the owner and tea blender: “We only sell quality loose leaf blends. ‘Teabags’ are a curse word between myself and the other Devotea blenders. We’re not part of the coffee-versus-tea war, as we are all bi-beverage! We all enjoy both quality coffee and tea, but abhor poor imitations of each.” You should probably check them out.