What is up, peeps?! I am back for the first time in a few days and man…these few days have been a doozy. This was 10 times worse than the spider bite on my leg debacle. I think I was injected with the last of the G-Virus last night because a small bump under my arm grew an eye and began giving me orders to destroy Raccoon City. Yeah, IT WAS THAT FUCKING HUGE. So I went to the doctor and was told that it was a boil (FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!) and the area would have to be “evacuated” which meant “drained” which meant they were going to have to pop that mofo. That…is where the WORST DAY EVER BEGINS.
So as I am being prepped and the situation is being explained I am coming to grips with my utter and complete fear of hospitals. I mean a death fear, people. When I think hospitals I think zombies and other horrible acts. Name ONE GOOD THING that comes from hospitals? Those crazy fucking nurses from Silent Hill?:
Not I said the cat. So as that is going on I get my arm into position (Which hurt like hell because at that point this thing was the size of Snickers bar and I was NOT satisfied) and all of a sudden it stopped hurting. Now this is the point for the squimish people that you may just want to watch this video right now and leave. Something to NOT make you have nightmares:
You can leave now. That was kind of cute.
Well, I was relieved I had a momentary break in the earth-shattering pain that had been plaguing me since Monday when I looked over and realized WHY it had stopped hurting. My boil had FALCON PAWNCH!-ed itself from the damn inside:
I swear to the Wolven it looked like a scene from “You Can’t Do That On Television” and you people who have seen the show know what I mean and are just as disgusted as I am. My god…it was so damn horrible. I ruined a very good undershirt and one of my favorite casual shirts so I needless to say am kind of pissed off fashion wise but…that’s life. So the I laid on my side for about an hour as they tried to numb the area but the more they injected me…the more puss came out so it wouldn’t numb the area. So I got jabbed with a needle 13 times under my armpit today and I wont lie to you, it kind of sucked ass. Then the doctor cleaned out the wound (It was small and only needed a Band-Aid but after an ordeal like that…it was best to just go for the full Rain-X wash too) and gave me enough gauze to patch up Mick Foley after a Japanese Death Match (Look it up…or not if you want to hold down your lunch. But it has exploding tables because HE’S FUCKING HARDCORE!) which I think I am going to need because I have had to switch this bad boy already and it has only been four hours or so. So I have to go back Friday to see if the antibiotics ended up killing me (Which should be easy to tell…because I would be dead and all) and to get the cut checked on. Great people and a great job but…damn today was NOT FUN.
Well, that is all for now. I am probably going to curl up in the fetal position and cry for a while for the next few days but I will be back for the Countdown. Until then, PRE-ORDER BOA’S ENGLISH ALBUM RIGHT NOW! RIGHT THE HELL NOW!
Damn it, that song is catchy as all hell. Oh, and to Sarah Palin: join us in welcoming your daughter to BABYDADDY-VILLE!
Who dat is?! I’ll be back soon.
Chachi Out
