you might not wanna read this if you don't care to hear about my bowels and such...

it's been something of an insane last few days...i'll go in order...thursday i finished reading The Meaning of Everything by Simon Winchester (and now i think i appreciate the OED even more, if that's possible!) oh, and there was a meeting at the end of the day, turns out they're getting rid of our personal time...so i lose a whole week of "vacation"...can't say i'm thrilled about this...after work Mary Beth and i went over to Jacques and Amber's for a bit of a christmas thingie...i got some awesome presents and we ate a whole bunch (which may need to be read with an ominous tone for what transpired afterwards)...from Amber i got what is called Beep-it an "optical theremin synthesizer" (which is an apt description) i can't stop playing with it either...and from Jacques i got No More Heroes for the Wii...and i got a present from Nikole in the mail!!! a shirt and it's brown and says "Fibonacci: It's as easy as 1, 1, 2, 3 ©" totally frickin' awesome! i'm wearing it as i type...then there was work yesterday...i finished reading The Grass Harp by Truman Capote...and i woke up feeling not great in the stomach but as the day went by it got worse...i seem to have gotten a terrible combination of what felt like diarrhea and constipation (where it felt like at any time i could explode, or at times vomit, but was unable to do much of anything...) i made it through little more than half my shift...i spent my whole lunch without eating, in the bathroom, but didn't do anything...shortly after that i knew i couldn't make it...the stomach pain, the fear that at any time during a call something bad might "happen"...so i asked for a cut (the first time ever...i used vacation time...) but they only approved a little over two hours right away...so i went home and had to call back to see if i could get an extension...so i'm sick at home and they won't extend my cut so i had to call in sick for the rest...the first time i've used sick time this year, and it pisses me the fuck off 'cuz that means now i don't get the perfect attendance pay (which is a mere pittance, but that 80 dollars every three months is SOMETHING for my poor ass...) i started feeling a little better on and off last night...i almost stayed home but i managed to convince myself to go over to Josh and Molly's for their christmas party...i can't say my presence was much fun for anyone else, but it was nice to see people even though i did my best to not do much more than sit in one spot...i did get a really fucking awesome group present from Josh, Dustin, and Jacques: an M-Audio Oxygen 49 midi keyboard (i'd been borrowing an old extra Casio from Dustin to control my modular thus far...so i finally have my own actual keyboard for it! and a good one...) i left the party somewhat early...i woke up feeling the constipation much more than the diarrhea so that's a good sign...i mean, an improvement somewhat...i took some milk of magnesia (yuck!) and something happened...not a whole lot but a hell of a lot more than what'd been going on in the last 24 hours...hopefully my disposition will continue to improve...