So life is finally starting to gain some sort of normalcy. I have my own room in a basement apartment with two of my bets friends. My room is starting to come along awesome. Ditched my shitty futon bed and am going for that simple, spartan mattress on the floor vibe. Since I have Greg "I Can Fix Anything In The Fucking World" Dias just on the other side of the bathroom, I get to hang my actual paintings up for the first time in a while. The first thing up was some custom flash by friend Mark Mitchell. If you live in Atlanta, you should get tatttooed by him because he is the shit.
This week's plans include more writing, music collaboration, new gigs, and finally getting a someone out of grad school hell so socialization can occur.
As far as my health goes, I am still waiting on a date for the MRI. That plus two drug tests and i should be ready for the endocrinologist should tell me when my shit comes out of my head. Lately I have been throwing up a lot in the middle of the night. I also have this spells where I feel dizzy and tired. I feel the need to consume sugar for some reason, even if I don't want to. This shit is fucking weird.
It would cool if you locals hit Eli's Wednesday, or Goospeed Friday or Saturday. The Godspeed shit is new and its New Year's Eve and Day so shit will be poppin' poppin'.
I feel a thousand times better in my own space, but I still have a long way to go. Sigh.
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